Hear my brother,
Hear and feel
Illuminate yourselves with that blessing
For which, as a soundless roar, rings clear even in the world's deepest cancer blood
And embrace ä that information, the word
Which cleanly travels on the wing of the initial impulse
There is a voice that we ourselves create
Tells us what to do
And when we look that way to the hour
Which is like the mirror of the worlds
We see how in the sanctuary of white roses
A veiled figure smiles
And utters God's name
And through of the ages we joyfully accept what is our lot
And even though the world tears us to shreds again and again
There is a brilliant light within us
From era to era - Always and forever
As bright as our Lord's star

INVIA LE CORREZIONI