The Inside’s Lot The Inside’s high and Outside so deep: Refrain from Might obscure and rejoice The Innocence of subtle inner Voice That works like flaming and inspiring Leap.
Thus is the Potence – grow up, expand Its Branches down to Earth and Roots upwards: Their Fruits emerge so that the Blossom rose, The Past by Future fed – to Silent be demand.
And Core of Cover having found, do not It implement for any blasting Sound: For in its Straightness Angles are washed around… Your Wings are stretched – to you is given Lot…