And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it.

Only love and death will change all things.

You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.

If you would behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one.

Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return... Forget not that I shall come back to you... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.