The
light and sound are
begging
me to utilize them
with
a profound love
and
beneficial care
because
they began
to
like and love me.
I go
up to the hill to see
to
show them my love
both
of them hold me
and
they said on the spot
Who
do you love more?
I
answered shyly, ‘You”
Why do you cramp the door
while
I dwell with you?
“I
protect you from the wind
and
the stormy rebel show.”
I
asked, "Who was first?”
Who
will come with me?
Who
will climb the mountain
by
crossing the wild river
in
the soft and icy snow?
The
solitude at once said, ‘I’!
I
sported with solitude
The loneliness left at once! I am free to ascend to the highest
with a lovely careful friend

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