The song that the Whole Earth Spirit sings as it weaves the immortal garment of the Godhead

In the floods of life,
In the stream of deeds,
I ebb and flow,
Weave to and fro!
Birth and grave,
An eternal sea,
Weave changingly,
Live glowingly.
Thus on the humming loom of time
I work to make
The living garment of the divine.



— Goethe