Oh never think of seconds long ahead!
A time will come & you will understand -
They're hissing as quick bullets by your head,
Those moments, each of which you're to withstand.

All moments are united in long times,
In centuries of future, present, past,
Though I can't comprehend at once sometimes -
Where is the first of them & where's the last?

Each moment has its reason & its fame,
Each has its tolling bells & its totality;
They bring to every person either shame
Or full disgrace, or gorgeous immortality.

Of smallest moments is woven up the rain,
From sky falls water as a simple endowment,
& you've a strong ambition to retain,
Until it will come - your decisive moment...

It will come being as big as a cup,
A cup of water in the summer heat,
But let one's duty never be given up,
Whatever moment - first or last - repeat!

Oh never think of seconds long ahead,
A time will come & you will understand -
They're hissing as quick bullets by your head,
Those moments, each of what you're to withstand.