24.10.24
The movements of the snail I see Who has conquered infinity, Evolving towards the highest goal, The elevation of the soul Into a form of divinity. This I see and more I know That all of life will come to be, That pain and grief on earth shall go Into the dust of eternity, From which shall rise a golden form Out of the darkness and the storm, A blossom of infinity.
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