The forest bay bows
to the rhythm of mountain streams…
If you want to find the spring,
you must go up, against the current.
Push through, seek, do not give up,
you know it must be somewhere here –
Where are you, spring?... Where are you, spring?!
Silence…
Stream, forest stream,
reveal to me the secret
of your beginning!
(Silence – why are you silent?
How carefully you have hidden the secret of your beginning.)
Allow me to wet my lips
in the spring water,
to feel the freshness,
the life-giving freshness.
(John Paul II, Roman Triptych,
translation by Johana and Krzysztof Bronk)
