Many rivers run
        Down to many seas.
All my cares are one:
         On what river of these
        Could my heart have peace?

Two banks to each river.
        None where I may stray
Hearing the rushes shiver
        And seeing the river ever
        Pass, yet seem to stay.

Maybe there is another
         River, but far from Me.
There l may meet the Brother
        Of my eternity.
        In what God will this be?