In this house I perform all as seriously as may be required.I accept my desk, my little tools, lamp, paper.I write in the one language which I have been taught and about the few things with which I am familiar.I eat the little round of food which it is said will nourish my body.About my books I am docile and I learn from them.I look no farther than my window permits.When I wish to emerge I go obediently to the door as if there were conceivable no other way of exit.At night I fall into sleep as if that were eternal purpose.I suffer from absence, I submit to distance,I am subject to innumerable influences,I am open to them all with a sober face.But all the time I have knowledge that I am something other;That all these things shall ultimately have no more power over me.That I consent to them because of some delicate exigency in this moment of eternity.Even now I am often free of them.There was the day when I moved among the hills and lost every sense of difference from them.With the crowning cloud and the far filament of the river I found myself in common.The air was vocal with all that is identical and in that hour it offered to me my identity.I became everything. I had no question to ask for it was I, too, who was answering.The hour dissolved. The ultimate star was my neighbour.... Suddenly I remembered myself down in the valley moving about in a house.And I perceived that for years I have been enchanted.I am listening to be set free.
In this house I perform all as seriously as may be required.I accept my desk, my little tools, lamp, paper.I write in the one language which I have been taught and about the few things with which I am familiar.I eat the little round of food which it is said will nourish my body.About my books I am docile and I learn from them.I look no farther than my window permits.When I wish to emerge I go obediently to the door as if there were conceivable no other way of exit.At night I fall into sleep as if that were eternal purpose.I suffer from absence, I submit to distance,I am subject to innumerable influences,I am open to them all with a sober face.But all the time I have knowledge that I am something other;That all these things shall ultimately have no more power over me.That I consent to them because of some delicate exigency in this moment of eternity.Even now I am often free of them.There was the day when I moved among the hills and lost every sense of difference from them.With the crowning cloud and the far filament of the river I found myself in common.The air was vocal with all that is identical and in that hour it offered to me my identity.I became everything. I had no question to ask for it was I, too, who was answering.The hour dissolved. The ultimate star was my neighbour.... Suddenly I remembered myself down in the valley moving about in a house.And I perceived that for years I have been enchanted.I am listening to be set free.
In this house I perform all as seriously as may be required.I accept my desk, my little tools, lamp, paper.I write in the one language which I have been taught and about the few things with which I am familiar.I eat the little round of food which it is said will nourish my body.About my books I am docile and I learn from them.I look no farther than my window permits.When I wish to emerge I go obediently to the door as if there were conceivable no other way of exit.At night I fall into sleep as if that were eternal purpose.
I suffer from absence, I submit to distance,I am subject to innumerable influences,I am open to them all with a sober face.
But all the time I have knowledge that I am something other;That all these things shall ultimately have no more power over me.That I consent to them because of some delicate exigency in this moment of eternity.Even now I am often free of them.There was the day when I moved among the hills and lost every sense of difference from them.With the crowning cloud and the far filament of the river I found myself in common.The air was vocal with all that is identical and in that hour it offered to me my identity.I became everything. I had no question to ask for it was I, too, who was answering.The hour dissolved. The ultimate star was my neighbour.
... Suddenly I remembered myself down in the valley moving about in a house.And I perceived that for years I have been enchanted.I am listening to be set free.