Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us.
Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes, Or any searcher know by mortal mind; Veil upon veil will lift but there must be Veil upon veil behind.
For death, Now I know, is that first breath Which our souls draw when we enter Life, which is of all life center.
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!
Like threads of silver seen through crystal beads Let love through good deeds show.
No power on earth compares to a mother's tender prayers.