What, O Lord?…
Just as Thou wilt, just as Thou wilt.…
This instrument is weak, mediocre; Thou hast taught it that all activities are possible to it, that nothing was radically strange to it in all human activities; but it is in intensity, in perfection only that the Divine begins, and until now Thou hast not granted to it any extraordinary intensity, any real perfection.… Everything is in a state of promise, a promise not individual but collective; nothing is completely realised.
Why, O Lord?
Thou hast placed in my heart a peace so total that it seems to be almost indifference and in an immensity of calm serenity it says:
Just as Thou wilt, just as Thou wilt.…