Some Gd seraph
He brought me wonderful sounds of the sea.
When I was everywhere persecuted, –
I walked over to him - to tell the mountain;
And he listened to my speeches,
My words he echoed passionately,
And it gave me to know,
That the evil in the world and that is beautiful.
My soul is then lived, –
Then I was young, - and now
Sped's series, –
Everywhere dead desert…
23 September 1899