Any misfortune you call haphazard, You do not see real reasons, You suppose this world big clutter. Try for size every bit of passing things, And you'll see that everything has cause. Everything you do will come (pay) back, To be able to see causal effect You should put together facts. One can develop only on grasping any and all And at the end of path I am about to meet This sunless rise. I've suddenly caught sight of light On coming hearer I've seen a stream With water bubbling up despite the chill. I couldn't help desiring to drink This shining frozen water I've sipped out of my hands One can develop only on grasping any and all And at the end of path I meet this sunless rise This bright ascent of soul. Harshly light and might have filled me up. It seems as if I've awaken from sound sleep (As I f) I've never lived before.