It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
In a full acceptance of fate and seasons
When trees are blooming in May,
I bowed my head for no reason,
It's all I have to bring today.
When fierce and barbarous winter
Stands and waits for spring aside,
I bring my faith like exhausted spinster,
This, and my heart beside.
Dilemma's forgotten, and pain is forbidden
My whole is in blossoming shield.
I bring that was hidden
This. And my heart, and all the fields.
Do ask me where wind I befriended
Where cloudless sky reply.
My whole there transcended.
And all the meadows wide.