Blessed TIME! when we are sitting, I and thou,
With two forms and only one soul, I and thou,
Fragrance, song of birds, they quicken everything'
When we come into the garden, I and thou.
All the stars of heaven hurry to see us,
And we show them our own moon, I and thou,
I and thou without words, without I and thou---
In delight we are united,
I and thou.