With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this Calling/ 

We shall not cease from exploration / And the end of all our exploring / Will be to arrive where we started / And know the place for the first time.

Throught the unknown, remembered gate, / When the last of earth left to discover / Is that which was the beginning;

At the source of the longest river / The voice of the hidden waterfall / And the children in the apple-tree / Not known beacuse not looked for / But heard, half-heard, in the stillness / Between two waves of the sea.

Quick now, here, now, always -

A condition of complete simplicity / (Costing not less than everything)

And all shall be well and / All manner of thing shall be well. / When the tongues of flame are in-folded / Into the crowned knot of fire

And the fire and the rose are one.

ALS JE HIER KLIKT, OPENT EEN VENSTER IN YOUTUBE

The wounded surgeon plies the steel / That questions the distempered part; / Beneath the bleeding hands we feel  / The sharp compassion of the healer’s art  / Resolving the enigma of the fever chart.

Our only health is the disease / If we obey the dying nurse  / Whose constant care is not to please  / But to remind of our, and Adam’s curse,  / And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse.

The whole earth is our hospital  / Endowed by the ruined millionaire, / Wherein, if we do well, we shall /  Die of the absolute paternal care   / that will not leave us, but prevents us everywhere.

The chill ascends from feet to knees, / The fever sings in mental wires. / If to be warmed, then I must freeze / And quake in frigid purgatorial fires / Of which the flame is roses, and the smoke is briars.

The dripping blood our only drink,  / The bloody flesh our only food: / In spite of which we like to think  / That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood —  / Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.

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Meer audio van T.S. Eliot:

The wasteland

Ash wednesday

The journey of the magi

The hollow men