The resurrection of the Lord is heavenly power in all its dimensions; it comes with the materialization of spring in every drop of color, in the root of the earthly light and poetry that opens the gates of life to prosper harmoniously.
aphorism by Camelia Oprița from Winged with hope (April 2020), translated by Camelia Oprița
Added by IoanAIoan
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
We are told that we die to be born in the form of the energy of the universe. Your father will surely be the subtle autumn wind that will caress your thoughts, in the spring thaw of the reborn symphonies and even in your love that will fulfill you
Camelia Oprița in In the king's castle (2007)
Added by Camelia Oprița
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
You are not the one who chooses the book, the book chooses you to tell the story.
Libraries around the world are destroying many books because of the so-called lack of space. In the age of the digital revolution, will the book survive or disappear?
Camelia Oprița in The wall of thoughts (April 2020)
Added by Alexander G
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Yet hope is reborn in the world of torrid heat that passes through the human soul. With outstretched arms, I waited for hope to fall, but I knew that this pain would save my life, that I had a duty to continue searching for the spring among the burnt stones.
aphorism by Camelia Oprița from How can I plant your fingerprints on the path of my life? (2017), translated by Camelia Oprița
Added by Alexander
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
A pelagornis perched on a stone reflects on its existence. Who better than a dying pelagornis can look back on his past life to reflect on what is left of it, to consider the reasons for celebrating both, and yet to be “happy to know that all will be well? ”
aphorism by Camelia Oprița from Ecce homo (December 2007)
Added by Alberto Casiraghy
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The artist
God is the artist who makes the world present
between the buds of colors,
in the heart of the moments,
in the wood of the forests.
His expression,
it is the spark rising from the dust
like a miracle without clothes
in the heart of every mortal - The Love.
poem by Camelia Oprița from The word opens the human thought - Sfântul Ierarh Nicolae (2019), translated by Camelia Opriţa
Added by Alexander
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Nothing survives the ephemeral. Time is a constant tumult of the universe which is a great heart through which he passes. To understand this, sit face to face with him, talk to him about yourself and so you can recover some of the moments in the form of memories.
Camelia Oprița in WordPress.com I dared to be a child for a moment (November 2007)
Added by Alexander
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Solidarity is the time when man returns to the form of man and remains man until death - as given to him by the Most High. Together, we live harmoniously, we develop the environment for the benefit of all beings on earth in the heart of our nation with deep roots.
Camelia Oprița in Wall of Thoughts, Paths and people
Added by Alexander
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Charles Bukowski is a poet who "sings" in his poems the voices of all travelers around the world. It's a cigarette lit over the years, millions bottles with beer, miles and hundreds of romances with motel lovers. It is one of the most emotioning voices you can read.
aphorism by Camelia Oprița from Dowry - WordPress.com (9 March 2009), translated by Camelia Oprița
Added by Marina Louise Bukowski
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
It would be enough to let a ray of light from us pass through all the worldly fog, to bring evil out of good. May goodness again resonate with the recognition of the truth as on the day when man was born on earth.
People like religions are pieces of a single mosaic.
Camelia Oprița in The word opens the human mind - Saint Nicholas Publishing House
Added by Alexander
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!