O Lord, within my life, within my garden, You came secretly. I could not recognise the
hue, could not understand the form, I was in motionless inertia. The stars have been
singing the song of the infinite, but on that message, I never paid any attention. I did
not find any life in the distant sound, and went on searching the nearer voice. The
distant viin’a You played in my heart, that resonated inside from time to time. I found
You in the creation, sustenance and dissolution, inside and outside me.