From this spring gush forth water and wisdom. Now I am in the centre of the spring now here do I see the real measure long coveted oasis for long present the field watered with water pure where I shall plant my monument decorated in the blue and astral gold of rounds in dancing motion swirling rhythms fall and rise and rise again sweet the notes of this score many are the lines of his staff imagine me here in deep infinity graceful flight away from that drama the eternal heartbeat and nothing pushes me through the gate – there I can see the source.