A place is prepared for everyone
like a field for a snowflake,
if he is falling the sky in devotion.
Only he who lives in the sky of his own
is waiting for the night to lift the mists
into the clouds of his own sky
and he does not know of the streams of living life,
which trickle in the valleys of his heart.
Do not rise above the authority of the spirit,
for you know nothing of eternity.
Do not rise above the authority of the soul,
for it draws the beauty around you, but within you only darkness.
Don’t rise above the authority of reason,
for it sums only bills of other, yours never.
And when all three authorities,
of the spirit, the soul and the body, fall,
the three days of darkness of human arbitrariness will come.
