A subtle chain of countless rings The next unto the farthest brings; The eye reads omens where it goes, And speaks all languages the rose; And, striving to be man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form.
A delicate chain of countless links Connects the nearest to the farthest. The eye reads signs wherever it looks, And the rose speaks all languages. And, striving to become human, the worm Climbs through every rising form.