Sándor Weöres: Eternal Moment (Örök pillanat)

What you don't trust to crumbling stone:
design in the atmosphere.
There are sometimes moments in life
that become distant from time,

what the stone does not want to guard,
protects it in treasured fists,
does not have a future or past,
itself is eternity.

Like some fish after it had brushed
the bather's thigh then slipped by -
so you may feel the presence of 
God within you at times:

half memory in the present,
later it is like a dream.
And already before your death
you taste the eternity.

Translated by: Maria Bencsath