Now well up out of my soul

Now well up out of my soul evermore

you mighty, wild splash of images.

If I cannot hold you back with strong, jubilant shouts,

I'll bind you, Stream, with a simple charm.

Let all the waves disappear and the clear flood

spread out toward the peaceful ocean,

in which the world and the blue expanse of heaven

glimmer silently, transfigured and unvarying.