Ocean and droplet, like corn – ear and flower, <br />Breathe in fulfillment of one same behest: <br />Winter and summer it spins in the world <br />Whirlwind and slumber in woodland boughs. <br /> <br />Men and their doings – a weft immemorial... <br />Miracle pilots us, we are the oar – strokes... <br />Trembling of moments in trembling eternal... <br />Years are in flower, of bliss everlasting... <br /> <br />Mankind's brief hour is like to the wave... <br />Know you, o man, in the depths of the night, <br />Meeting with prayer the silence of stars. <br />Whose is the mouth with which you speak? <br /> <br />In brilliance of noon, where the hour of fulfillment <br />Opens the flowers in Golgotha's world. <br />Know you, o wand'rer, in labor and strife. <br />Whose is thought, not of earth, that you think?<br /><br />Jurgis Baltrušaitis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ocean-and-droplet/
