MY KING WAS unknown to me, therefore when he claimed his tribute I was bold to think I would hide myself leaving my debts unpaid. I fled and fled behind my day's work and my night's dreams. But his claims followed me at every breath I drew. Thus I came to know that I am known to him and no place left which is mine. Now I wish to lay my all before his feet, and gain the right to my place in his kingdom.
THY GIFTS TO us mortals fulfil all our needs and yet run back to thee undiminished. The river has its everyday work to do and hastens through fields and hamlets; yet its incessant stream winds towards the washing of thy feet. The flower sweetens the air with its perfume; yet its last service is to offer itself to thee. Thy worship does not impoverish the world. From the words of the poet men take what meanings please them; yet their last meaning points to thee.
