from you, and persuaded you to stand naked before the eyes of the sun.
With the storm that is called "spirit" did I blow over your surging sea; all clouds did I blow away from it; I strangled even the strangler called "sin."
O my soul, I gave you the right to say No like the storm, and to say Yes as the open heaven says Yes: calm as the light remain you, and now walk through denying storms.
O my soul, I restored to you liberty over the created and the uncreated; and who knows, as you know, the voluptuousness of the future?
O my soul, I taught you the contempt which does not come like worm-eating, the great, the loving contempt, which loves most where it contemns most.
O my soul, I taught you so to persuade that you persuade even the grounds themselves to you: like the sun, which persuades even the sea to its height.
O my soul, I have taken from you all obeying and knee-bending and homage-paying; I have myself given you the names, "Change of need" and "Fate."
O my soul, I have given you new names and gay-colored playthings, I have called you "Fate" and "the Circuit of circuits" and "the Navel-string of time" and "the Azure bell."
O my soul, to your domain gave I all wisdom to drink all new wines, and also all immemorially old strong wines of wisdom.
O my soul, every sun shed I upon you, and every night and every silence and every longing:- then grew you up for me as a vine.
O my soul, exuberant and heavy do you now stand forth, a vine with swelling udders and full clusters of brown golden grapes:-
