Amazing poem by Hermann Hesse, found in the writings of Joseph Knecht, at the end of The Glass Bead Game/Magister Ludi
Amazing poem by Hermann Hesse, found in the writings of Joseph Knecht, at the end of The Glass Bead Game/Magister Ludi stories
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No permanence is ours; we are a wave That flows to fit whatever form it finds
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Amazing poem by Hermann Hesse, found in the writings of Joseph Knecht, at the end of The Glass Bead Game/Magister Ludi

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No permanence is ours; we are a wave

That flows to fit whatever form it finds

Through day or night, cathedral or the cave

We pass forever, craving form that binds.

Mold after mold we fill and never rest

We find no home where joy or grief runs deep.

We move, we are the everlasting guest.

No field nor plow is ours; we do not reap.

What God would make of us remains unknown:

He plays; we are the clay to his desire.

Plastic and mute, we neither laugh nor groan;

He kneads, but never gives us to the fire.

To stiffen into stone, to persevere!

We long forever for the right to stay.

But all that ever stays with us is fear,

And we shall never rest upon the way

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