Ocean And Droplet Poem by Jurgis Baltrušaitis

Ocean and droplet, like corn – ear and flower,
Breathe in fulfillment of one same behest:
Winter and summer it spins in the world
Whirlwind and slumber in woodland boughs.

Men and their doings – a weft immemorial...
Miracle pilots us, we are the oar – strokes...
Trembling of moments in trembling eternal...
Years are in flower, of bliss everlasting...

Mankind's brief hour is like to the wave...
Know you, o man, in the depths of the night,
Meeting with prayer the silence of stars.
Whose is the mouth with which you speak?

In brilliance of noon, where the hour of fulfillment
Opens the flowers in Golgotha's world.
Know you, o wand'rer, in labor and strife.
Whose is thought, not of earth, that you think?