As every flower fades and as all youth departs,
so life at every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us ar every age
Be ready, heart, for oarting, nee endeavour,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live…….
(from the Poem “Stages“ by Hermann Hesse, first verse)
