The surge of the Heart's energies

would not break in a mist of foam,

nor be subtilized into Spirit,

did not the rock of Fate,

from the beginning of days,

stand ever silent in the way .

Hölderlin. zAjGm/+UpGDuYHCHwRhGJaDi8niAAj9iIbN8W9dApkmAA0mTTx7Mzc0CQyRs4mkJ