FRAGMENTS OF LIFE
(Cosmic Songs)
Green star above, in Zenith’s heights,
Shine cheerfully from afar.
From time to time, I stop to think
What dear old friends we are.
’Twas years ago, you heard me shout
In a mirthful, joyous whirl,
When for the first time I embraced
A sweet and lovely girl.
’Twas years ago you saw my face
Turn deathly pale one night,
When to my lips I raised and kissed
Her dead cold hand, in fright.
These are just fragments out of life,
Just bubbles in life’s streams.
From time to time, in course of years,
Man thinks of them and dreams.
We’ll live through sorrow and through joys,
We’ll live through all, some how.
Why does this sudden tear appear
When nothing pains me now?
LOOK UP ABOVE!
(Cosmic Songs)
My People, raise your head on high
Toward the heavens direct your glance
Behold that there are little stars
Around which, the large ones dance.
Here’s the reason why: The little ones
Are made of solid knotty stuff,
While those great, big, obedient stars
Are made of flimsy gaseous fluff.
I trust that as you grasp this thought
Your heart will leap and yearn.
Yes . . . let us be the little star
Around which, the big ones turn.
It can be done, if each of us,
Sees to his own sound stock.
If each of us be hard as flint,
Our nation will be hard as a rock.
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