"Through ignorance, sloth and folly, Though He stands by us, we are shut off from Him, The noise of thunder makes the hea..."

"Whence did this breath come to thee, O my soul; Whence this throbbing, O my heart? O bird, speak the language of birds I..."

"Since you are properly a clod you will not rise into the air; You will rise into the air if you break and become dust, I..."