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As every blossom wilts and every youth yield to age
Blooms every step of life,
And every wisdom and every virtue
In its time and shall not last.
At every step in life must the heart
Be prepared for loss and new beginnings,
With courage and without sorrow
In others, to offer new bonds.
And in every beginning there is a magic,
That protects us and helps us to live.
We should cheerfully stride from place to place
Without attachment to any one or nation.
The world's spirit shall not make us captive,
But will lift us from step to step, onwards.
Scarcely as we are come into life
And are finally at home, then threatens loss of vigor.
Only those who are ready to depart and travel,
May be comfortable with this.
It will perhaps that the hour of our death
Will show us yet new possibilities.
Life's call shall not end.
Therefore, my heart, bid farewell and with it be well!