ALL IS WELL!

Because I still wonder at radiant dawns
and there are roses, many roses, many roses
in them that tremble the shine of Bethel
and there are roses, many roses, many roses,
thank you, all is well!

Because faintly, late in the day,
piously kisses the sun my temple,
and transfigures me soon with his ray:
thank you, all is well!

Because at night a voice calls me
(a voice of one I know), and there's a dell
found in my shadow in its seam:
thank you, all is well!

Because even the bad in my gift is of heaven,
and it quakes, anon!, with ardent might,
disconceiving the walls of my cell;
because surrounds me now my first flight:
thank you, all is well!