When far out of world reaches Sunshine speaks to a man’s sense And joy from soul depths Combines with light in contemplation, Then thoughts from

May there shine in the light That flows from cosmic heights to the soul The surety of world thought That solves riddles of the soul,

The world threatens to dumb Soul’s inborn power; Now come, you power of memory, Shine out of spirit depths And strengthen my seeing Which only

By grasping new sensations Soul’s clarity, Aware of spirit birth attained, Fills teeming world becoming With my thought’s creative willing. Calendar of the Soul -Rudolf