AnthroposophicalSouls-calendar

If the Sunny speaks from the Worlds-widths to the Men’s-sense, and Joy from the Souls-depths unites itself (with) the Light in the Gazing; Then Thoughts in the Realm’s-faraway, pull from the Selfhood Covering, and bind dull(y) the Men’s Essence to the Spiritual Being.

Thoughts-might loses her Own-being in the External (of) the Sense’s-all; Spiritual-worlds find it again, the Men’s-sprouts, the (Men’s-sprouts) its Germ in them, but its Souls-fruit must find in itself.

The Men’s growing I, it speaks to the Worlds-all, forgetting it self and recollecting (of) its Primeval-state: liberating me from my Ownnesses Shackle, i explore my real Essence in thee.

I feel my Essence’s Essence, the (Perception) unites itself with Light’s-flows in the sun-brightened World, so speaks Perception: she wants (to) bestow the Thinking Warmth to the Clarity, and bind firm(ly) Men and World in Oneness.

In the Light, the (Light) from Spiritual-depths weaving fruitful(ly) in the Realms, reveals the Gods Creation. The Soul Essence appears in him, widened to the Worlds-being, and revived from narrower Selfhood Inner-might.

My Self, it is resurrected from the Ownness, and finds itself as Worlds-revelation in Time- and Realm’s-powers; The World, she shows me everywhere, the own Reflection’s Truth as godly Archetype.

My Self, it threatens to escape from the Worlds-light, mighty attracted; Now you come true, my Divine, replace in thine powerful Rights, the Thinking’s Might (in) me, the (Thinking) wants (to) lose it self in the Senses Shine.

The Senses Might, it grows in the Alliance with the Gods Creation, she presses down the Thinking’s Power to the Fantasy’s Dullness (in) me. If godly Essence wants (to) unite itself (with) my Soul, manly Thinking must content itself in the Fantasy’s-being calm(ly).

Forgetting my Will’s-ownness, summer-announcing, Worlds-warmth fulfills Spirit and Souls-essence (to) me; The Spiritual-gazing orders me to lose me in the Light, and Foreboding announces powerful(ly) (to) me: lose thyself, for to find thyself.

The Sunny lightening Essence rises itself to summery Heights, it takes my manly Feeling along in its Realm’s-widths; Perception stirs itself forefeeling(ly) in the Inner, announcing dull(y) (to) me: you will once realize one God’s-essence felt thyself nowadays.

It is in this Sun’s-hour, upon thee to realize the wise Lore: surrendered to Worlds-beauty, to through-live thyself sensitive(ly) in thee: the Men’s-I can lose and find itself in the Worlds-I.

The Worlds Beauty’s-radiance, he compels me from Souls-depths, to release the Own-life’s Gods-powers to the Worlds-flying; To leave me myself, trusting only seeking me (myself) in Worlds-light and Worlds-warmth.

And i am in the Sense’s-heights, so flames the Gods Truth’s-word in my Souls-depths from Spiritual Fire-worlds: seek foreseeing(ly) in Spiritual-grounds to find thyself spirit-akin.

Surrendered to Sense’s-revelation, i lost (my) Own-essence’s Impulse; Thoughts-fantasy, he seemed to rob numbing(ly) the Self (from) me, but waking Worlds-thinking already approaches me in the Senses-shine.

I feel like enchanted, the Spiritual-weaving in the Worlds-shine, it has wrapped my Own-essence in Sense’s-dullness, to bestow the Power (to) me, my I in its Bounds is it self unmighty to give the (Power).

My Divine orders me strict(ly) to recover Spirit-present in Inner, that ripening God’s-gifts fruiting in Souls-grounds bring the Selfhood Fruits.

I may lead the (Worlds-word) through Sense’s-gates in Souls-ground, the Worlds-word, it speaks: fulfill thine Spiritual-depths with my Worlds-widths, to find me in thee someday.

Can i widen the Soul that she binds her self (to) received Worlds-Germ’s-words? I forebode, that i must find Power, to form the Soul nobl(y), to shape itself to the Spiritual-clothes.

To encompass the mysterious New-Receiv’d with the Memory, be my wider Striving’s Sense, it should wake strengthening Own-powers in my Inner, and give my self (to) becoming me.

Just so, i feel’ my Being; The (Being) far from the Worlds Presence, extinguish it self in itself, and building only on own Ground, must slay it self upon itself.

I feel fruiting foreign Might, strengthening itself, grant my self (to) me; I perceive the ripening Germ and lightful weaving Foreboding in the Inner at the Selfhood Might.

The Light from Worlds-widths, it lives on powerful(ly) in the Inner, it becomes to the Souls-light and lightens in the Spiritual-depths, for to release the Fruits, let Men’s-self from Worlds-self ripen in the Times-flow.

The Senses Stimuli’s-striving, it dampens itself autumnal(ly), dull Veils (of) the Fog mix themselves in Light’s-revelation; I myself gaze in Realm’s-widths, the Autumn’s Worlds-sleep, the Summer has surrendered it self to me.

It self always creating, Souls-being becomes aware (of) it self; Newly-enlivened, the Worlds-spirit, it strives forth in Self-knowledge, and creates the Self-sense’s Will’s-fruit from Souls-darkness.

I may now belong (to) me, and lightening Inner-light broaden in Realm’s and in Times-darkness. Natural Essence urges to the Sleep, the waking Soul Depths shall awake, and carry Sun’s-glows in cold Winter-flows.

Nature, thine motherly Being, I carry it in my Will’s-essence; And my Will’s Fire-might, she steels my Spiritual Shoots, that they bear Self-feeling, to carry me in me.

Penetrate in my Essence’s Depths, one foreboding-full Longing agitates, i find me the (Longing) (in) self-reflecting, as the Summer-sun’s-gift, as Germ warming lives in Autumn’s-mood, as my Soul Powers-impulse.

Newly-enlivened, I can in the Inner fulfill own Essence’s Widths; And power-filled Thoughts-beams from Souls-sun’s-might, provide the Life’s-puzzle solving, lend fulfillment (to) many (a) Wish, the Hope already lamed the Wings.

To kindle the Thinking’s Lights it self powerful(ly) in the Inner from Worlds-spiritual Powers-source, (to) me now Summer-heritage is experienced, Autumn’s-silence is sensible, and also Winter-hope interpreting.

It sprout (to) me in the Souls-sun’s-light, the Thinking’s ripe Fruits, all Feeling transforms itself in Self-awareness’s Assurance. I can perceive joyful(ly), the Autumn’s Spirit-awake, the Winter will wake the Souls-summer in me.

The sun’s-like Light from Spiritual-depths, it strives out externally, it becomes to the Life’s-will’s-power, and lightens in the Senses Dullness, for to release the Powers, let Creation’s-mights from Souls Shoots ripen in the Men’s-work.

I feel fruiting own Power, strengthening itself, grant me (to) the World; I feel my Own-essence powering to turn itself to the Clarity in the Life’s Destiny’s-weaving.

Just so, i feel’ the World, the (World) except my Soul Witnessing, in itself only frosty empty Life, and revealing itself without Might, creating itself from the new in Souls, in itself only could find the Death.

The mysterious Old-Preserving with new arisen Own-being, feel enlivening itself in the Inner: it should pour awakening Worlds-powers in my Life’s External-work, and mold becoming me in the Presence.

Can i realize the Being, that it again-finds itself in the Souls Creation’s Urge? I feel, that me Might grant(ed), the own Self reside humbl(y) as Part (of) the Worlds-self.

The mysterious Worlds-word speaks in my Essence Depths, urging to the Revelation: fulfill thine Work Goals with my Spiritual-light, to offer thyself through me.

My blissful Heart’s Impulse strives to carry Spiritual-light in Worlds-winter-night, that lightening Souls-germs root in Worlds-grounds, and God’s-word in the Sense’s-dark glorifying all Being through-tones.

I feel like disenchanted, the Spiritual-child in the Souls-bosom, it has begotten the holy Worlds-word in Heart’s-brightness, the Heaven’s-fruit (of) the Hope grows jubilant(ly) from my Essence’s God’s-ground in Worlds-faraway.

Surrendered to Spiritual-revelation, i gain the Worlds-essence’s Light; Thoughts-power, she grows, clarifying herself to give my self (to) me, and the waking Self-feeling loosens itself (to) me from Thinker-might.

And i am in the Spiritual-depths, the Ownnesses empty Illusion, fulfills itself in my Souls-grounds with the Worlds-word’s Fire-power from Heart’s Love-worlds.

The Soul Creation’s-might, she strives from the Heart’s-ground, to enkindle Gods-powers to right Working in the Men’s-life, to form her self in Men’s-love and in the Men’s-work.

It is in this Winter-dark, the Revelation own Power, the Soul stronger Impulse, they to steer in Darknesses, and foreseeing(ly) forefeel Sense’s-revelation through Heart’s-warmth.

The Spiritual true Being warms in wintery Depths, it gives the Worlds-shine Presence’s-mights through Heart’s-powers, the Souls-fire strengthening in the Men’s-inner withstands the Worlds-cold.

Absorbing new Sense’s-stimuli, Souls-clarity aware (of) executed Spirit-birth, fulfills confusing Worlds-becoming sprouting with my Thinking’s Creator-will.

Thoughts-might, it consolidates itself in the Alliance with the Spirit-birth, she brightens up the Senses dull Stimuli to the full Clarity. If Souls-fullness wants (to) unite itself with the Worlds-becoming, Sense’s-revelation must receive the Thinking’s Light.

The World, she threatens to numb the Soul innate Power; Now you come forth, Memory, lightening from Spiritual-depths, and strengthen the Gazing (for) me, the (Gazing) only can sustain it self through Will’s-powers.

Becoming-delight, it wants (to) rise from the Worlds-bosoms, refreshing the Senses-shine; She find my Thinking’s Power prepared through the God’s-powers, the (God’s-powers) live powerful(ly) in the Inner (in) me.

In the Light, the (Light) wants (to) flow mightful(ly) (to) the Soul from Worlds-heights; Emerge, solving Souls-puzzle, the Worlds-thinking’s Assurance, gathering its Beams Might, waking Love in the Men’s-hearts.

I feel the Worlds-being’s Power, so speaks Thoughts-clarity: remembering own Spiritual Growth in dark Worlds-nights, and tends the Inner Hope’s-beams (to) the approaching Worlds-days.

The Worlds-presence’s Becoming-delight, it speaks to the Men’s-I, revealing itself mightful(ly) and releasing its Essence’s Powers: carrying my Life in thyself from its Enchantment, i achieve my true Goal.

The Senses Richness pours itself in the Inner (of) the Men’s-essence; The Worlds-spirit, it finds itself in the Reflection (of) the Men’s-eye, the (Reflection) itself must create (a)new its Power from him.

If the Spirit turns itself from the Souls-depths to the Worlds-being, and Beauty springs from Realm’s-widths; Then the Life’s Power in Men’s-bodies pulls from Heaven’s-faraway, working mightful(ly) and unites the Spiritual Essence with the Men’s-being.