The twists and turns of my thoughts,
Born at the boundary
Between night and day,
The flight of my steps
Winged
By truth and light
Are implacably guided
By the four cardinal points,
Which in turn,
Rest
Free of rent,
On the Rotary compass
Quadrant
(From THE ONLY PLACE (Poems for Rotary), By George Băicoianu. Translated by Michaela Elisabeta Udrişte.)