To arouse powerfully for myself The shining of thinking in my inner life, Reading meaningfully what I have experienced From world spirit's source of strength: Is heritage of summer, Is calm of autumn and also hope of winter.... read more...
I can, revived in my inner life, Feel the widths of my own being And full of force give radiance of thinking From the power of the soul-sun To the mysteries of life, solving them, Fulfilling many wishes Whose wings were already lamed by hope.... read more...
The penetrating into the depths of my being Excites a foreboding yearning That I may find myself while observing me, As a gift of summer-sun that as a seed Lives warming in autumn mood As driving force of my soul.... read more...
Nature, your maternal being I bear it in the being of my will; And the fiery power of my will, Steels the driving forces of my spirit, That they may give birth to self-assurance To bear myself in me.... read more...
I can belong now to myself And shining expand my inner light Into the darkness of space and time. Going to sleep is what natural being desires; Depths of the soul have to stay awake And being awake bear sun fervours Into cold winter tides.... read more...
Creating itself on and on The being of the soul becomes aware of itself; The Worldspirit strives on In selfknowledge re-vitalized And creates from darkness of the soul The willpower-fruit of self- perception. ... read more...
Autumnally diminishes The stimulating quest of the senses; With revelation of light mingle The vague veils of mist. I myself see in the widths of space The autumn's winter sleep. Summer has given itself To me.... read more...
The light from the widths of the world Lives on with power in the inner life, It is being transformed into light of the soul And shines into the depths of spirit, To deliver fruits That make the human self ripen From the self of the world.... read more...
I feel how strange fruiting power, Reinforcing, bestows itself on me, The germ I perceive as ripening And foreboding as weaving lightful Inwardly on the power of selfhood.... read more...
Thus I feel my being That far from the being of the world Would have to extinguish itself in itself, And just building on its own ground in itself, Would have to put itself to death. ... read more...