Гимн
Part Ten
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“Yourwillbedone,”theysaid.
Thenwewentouttogatherwoodforthegreathearthofourhome.Webroughtwaterfromthestreamwhichrunsamongthetreesunderourwindows.Wekilledamountaingoat,andwebroughtitsfleshtobecookedinastrangecopperpotwefoundinaplaceofwonders,whichmusthavebeenthecookingroomofthehouse.
Wedidthisworkalone,fornowordsofourscouldtaketheGoldenOneawayfromthebigglasswhichisnotglass.Theystoodbeforeitandtheylookedandlookedupontheirownbody.
Whenthesunsankbeyondthemountains,theGoldenOnefellasleeponthefloor,amidstjewels,andbottlesofcrystal,andflowersofsilk.WeliftedtheGoldenOneinourarmsandwecarriedthemtoabed,theirheadfallingsoftlyuponourshoulder.Thenwelitacandle,andwebroughtpaperfromtheroomofthemanuscripts,andwesatbythewindow,forweknewthatwecouldnotsleeptonight.
Andnowwelookupontheearthandsky.Thisspreadofnakedrockandpeaksandmoonlightislikeaworldreadytobeborn,aworldthatwaits.Itseemstousitasksasignfromus,aspark,afirstcommandment.Wecannotknowwhatwordwearetogive,norwhatgreatdeedthisearthexpectstowitness.Weknowitwaits.Itseemstosayithasgreatgiftstolaybeforeus,butitwishesagreatergiftforus.Wearetospeak.Wearetogiveitsgoal,itshighestmeaningtoallthisglowingspaceofrockandsky.
Welookahead,webegourheartforguidanceinansweringthiscallnovoicehasspoken,yetwehaveheard.Welookuponourhands
