We let ourselves be exalted
by magic, sacred secrets
that capture life’s wild, stormy vigor,
to transform it into revealing symbols.
Like stellar constellations those invocations
pull us into their orbit, give meaning to our life,
and nobody can fall from these circles
except toward the sacred center.
Translation, Professor Ludwig Max Fisher.
Source: “The Seasons of the Soul: The Poetic Guidance and Spiritual Wisdom of Hermann Hesse.” Translation, Ludwig Max Fisher, forward by Andrew Harvey. North Atlantic Books: Berkeley, CA, 2011. http://www.amazon.com/The-Seasons-Soul-Guidance-Spiritual/dp/1583943137
Note: This post is created so the reader could access Hermann Hesse’s original poem “The Glass Bead Game” separately from other poems that are written within the original novel “The Glass Bead Game.”