Like Streams That Keep A Summer Mind

The Nunneries Of Silent Nooks, The Murmured Longing Of The Wood.

With Every Anguish Of Our Earthly Part The Spirit's Sight Grows Clearer.

Now The Heart Is So Full That A Drop Overfills It; We Are Happy Now Because God Wills It.

A Wise Man Travels To Discover Himself.

Each Day The World Is Born Anew For Him Who Takes It Rightly.