We Never Know / Nicicand Nu Stim Poem by Magdalena Biela

We Never Know / Nicicand Nu Stim



We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.

The heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King.

EMILY DICKINSON
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Nicicand nu stim

Nicicand nu stim ce sus suntem
Pan' tot mai sus s-ajunge;
Si-atunci de planul il urmam,
Ceruri putem atinge.

Eroismul ce-l recitam
Ceva firesc ar fi;
De n-am fi noi insisi umili
Din teama de-a domni.

In romaneste,

We Never Know / Nicicand Nu Stim
Saturday, April 11, 2020
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