Dearest Christ,
Every morn you paint the sunrise,Illumining a different landscape each time,Inspiring the day before us.We are in awe at the ineffable beauty,Lighting the hills and the plains.
Show me such grand celebration,That I may have a hand in this Creation;Please teach me this artistry,From You, the Master Himself,That with divine technique becomes,The expression of Pure Love.
Rudolf Steiner & Errors
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Lecture of 8 May 1912:
"Let us assume, let us really assume, that in fifty years everything has
to be corrected, that no stone of our spiritual edifice, ...