Let thy reason be close to nature;
Conquer the world of beauty and sound.

Thou hast lost thy Selfhood, and now
Try thy best to capture it.

The starry world is fathomless;
Desire a world of equal expanse.

Nymphs in thy garden are nude;
The flower—petals are exposing too much!

Though nature is an artist of skill;
Do thou what it has left undone.