I understand the song of thy stars
O World,
I understand the silence of thy trees,
My heart is thy flower
O World, and blooms
For thee.
I understand the moan of thy winds
O World,
I understand the murmur of thy waves
My heart is thy whisper
O World, and sighs
For thee.
Hark to my voice, O World!
In the stars, in the trees
In the winds, in the waves
Do I call
To thee.
Hark to my voice, O World!

—S.G.M.