Dance, my heart! Dance today with joy.   
The strains of love fill the days and the   
nights with music, and the world is   
listening to its melodies.   
Made with joy, life and death dance to   
the rhythm of this music. The hills   
and the sea and the earth dance.   
The world of man dances in laughter and tears.   
Why put on the robe of the monk, and   
live aloof from the world in lonely pride?   
Behold! My heart dances in the delight of   
a hundred arts; and the Creator   
is well pleased.
We are not yet what we shall be,   
but we are growing toward it;   
the process is not yet finished,   
but it is going on;   
this is not the end,   
but it is the road.