The Fire of Life

Who could understand the flame that invades our hearts
If someone threatens life and happiness, it shoots up like darts

Its language is neither the words nor the ardor
It springs from an invisible source in the depth   

Its expression comes through our body and our feeling
To let us understand the pain of the moment     

In silence it blows, it burns to the four winds                        
It does not accept excuses, smiles, or appeasement

Its life is pure and of an entirely other substance
It belongs neither to earth, nor the sky, nor to science

Who could penetrate, even apparently
Its unique life in the heart of infancy

Neither the world's treasures nor the best distraction
Can reach it, or even attract its attention

Of all ages it understands only one language
The one which ties together those conscious and wise

Rich or poor, intelligent or ignorant
It is essential that they become conscious

Of the source of their origin and their descent
Which are neither our ancestors nor animal resemblance

But the one that penetrates us through the power of love
And creates in us happiness and peace forever.

The days that pass never come back
Thank you, thank you, for having lived them

The coming days bring the unknown
It is upon us to welcome them with joy and restraint