I have cried to Thee in my despair, O Lord, and Thou hast answered my call.
I have no right to complain of the circumstances of my existence; are they not consonant with what I am?
Because Thou ledst me to the threshold of Thy splendour and gavest me the joy of Thy harmony, I thought I had reached the goal: but, in truth, Thou hast regarded Thy instrument in the perfect clarity of Thy light and plunged it back into the crucible of the world that it may be melted anew and purified.
In these hours of an extreme and anguished aspiration I see, I feel myself drawn by Thee with a dizzy rapidity along the road of transformation and my whole being vibrates to a conscious contact with the Infinite.
It is so that Thou givest me patience and the strength to surmount this new ordeal.