Waterfalls and green grass, birds and winds—all sing to me.
And on my way is born a song.
I proceed with ease.
But when the wind is still and the birds are flown and the green grass bends, what shall I do, My Lord?
Regard then Me.
As the mountains give rise to new heights,
And abysses crossed but confront me with new mountains,
When I have traversed all deserts and have scaled all summits—
What shall I see, O Lord?
Thou shalt see Me. (LOMG I (opens in new tab), 336)