MY heart beats her waves at the shore of the world
and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words,
'I love thee.'
'WE, the rustling leaves,
have a voice that answers the storms,
but who are you so silent?'
'I am a mere flower.'
O BEAUTY,
find thyself in love,
not in the flattery of thy mirror.
THE light that plays, like a naked child,
among the green leaves happily knows not
that man can lie.
MAN is a born child,
his power is the power of growth.
'MOON,
for what do you wait?'
'To salute the sun for whom I must make way.'
THEY throw their shadows before them
who carry their lantern on their back.
REST belongs to the work
as the eyelids to the eyes.
THAT I exist
is a perpetual surprise
which is life.
GOD expects answers for the flowers he sends us,
not for the sun
and the earth.
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