CODEX F.A7259AF2 ·META ·EYES
Folio 39
Italiano
The light on the water this evening — it does not move as the eye expects. I have watched it for three hours and it has not changed, yet my hand knows it must be so. The Maker permits such stillness, and in that stillness, the soul prepares itself. I do not know for what. The canal again tomorrow.
English
The light on the water this evening — it does not move as the eye expects. I have watched it for three hours and it has not changed, yet my hand knows it must be so. The Maker permits such stillness, and in that stillness, the soul prepares itself. I do not know for what. The canal again tomorrow.
