Amintiri din facultate: "Take time"

Imi amintesc de primele ore de geometrie din facultate. Nu prea aveau treaba cu geometria, insa cel putin ascultam acel gen de povesti pe care un om... sa ii zicem putin "excentric" le mai innoada cateodata... adica la fiecare curs... In fine, pot spune ca am o colectie impresionanta de amintiri de pe atunci, insa recent am gasit un poem aruncat pe o ciorna ( Dumnezeu stie cum am ajuns sa o gasesc dupa atata vreme! ), semn ca ceva, pe atunci, m-a impresionat. Autorul este necunoscut.

Take Time to think-
It is the source of power.

Take time to play-
It is the secret of staying young.


Take time to read-
It is the foundation of wisdom.


Take time to pray-
It is the greatest power on earth.

Take time to love and be loved-
It is a God-given privilege.

Take time to be friendly-
It is the road to happiness.

Take time to laugh-
It is the music of the soul.


Take time to give- 
It is too short a day to be selfish.

Take time to work-
It is the price of succes.

Take time to do charity-
It is the key to heaven.

Cautand poemul pe internet ( pentru identificarea autorului), am gasit numeroase variante ale acestuia. Propun unele completari:


Take time to be quiet-
It is the moment to seek God.

Take time to be aware-
It is the opportunity to help others.

Take time to dream-
It is what the future is made of.