Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground.
You shall leave everything you love.
In His will, our peace.
Reason flies When following the senses, on clipped wings.
When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.
The heavens call to you, and circle about you, displaying to you their eternal splendors, and your eye gazes only to earth.