The riddles which arise in worlds of sense
Must find solution through man’s intellect;
From all that sense engenders in man’s heart
Whether of love or hate, whate’er its source
And howsoever direful its results,
The spirit-seeker needs must stand aloof,
Whence he may cast his glance all undisturbed
Upon the fields where such contentions rage.
For him must other powers unfold themselves
Which are not found upon that field of strife.