VII.
I know the meaning now of all the signs,
And all the joys I dreamt of in my dreams.
I realise the comfort of the streams
When they reflect the shadows of the pines.
I know that there is hope for celandines,
And that a tree is merrier than it seems.
VIII.
I know the mighty hills have much to tell;
And that they quake, at times, in undertone,