The instability of things in the world

The instability of things in the world
Gregório de Matos

The sun rises, and lasts no more than a day,
After the Light follows the dark night,
In sad shadows the beauty dies,
In continuous sadness, joy.

But if the sun is gone, why was it born?
If the Light is so beautiful, why does it not last?
How is beauty so transformed?
How does the taste of the pen look like this?

But in the Sun, and the Light lacks firmness,
In beauty be not given record,
And in joy feel sadness.

The world begins at last by ignorance,
And it has any of the goods by nature
Firmness only in inconstancy.

IN GOD MY SAVIOR, THERE IS MY HOPE
One day is with you and everyone is well
ADORING AND CONTEMPLATING THE LORD
IN THE ETERNAL HAPPINESS.
NEAR YOU, TO BE TOGETHER
BY THE GRACE OF GOD ETERNAL AND HAPPY.