Litanie
pulchritudinem hominis perditi
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It is on the path of Life that Man is lost.
It is on the path of Death that he finds the Truth.
Like the Faithful walking to the Temple, his feet relieved by the purity of the snow, he approaches his Destiny.
under a cloak of sienna and silver, there is a being dedicated to pious assurances. He will ponder his existence, waiting patiently if the deliverer had perished by the death of man,
The life of the great-hearted leaves him to honor Death in the silence of the storm of ice and glory.