That thou, beloved sister, mayest seek
And find the light in bygone spheres of life.
Astrid:
With selfhood, conscious of itself, will I
Weave in the self-surrendering Will of love;
I will set free from fetters of desire
The budding powers of Will, and will transform
Thy crippled wish to spirit-certainty;
That thou, beloved sister, mayest learn
To find thyself in distant paths of life.