Our Dead

GA 261 — 31 October 1916, Basel

In Memory of Jacques De Jaager

In reverent awe
You could behold The spirit that creates itself;
With a searching soul You could build yourself
On the spirit that strives for form. The artist's pure life instincts, he source of happiness was also for those who, loyally united to their son, now send a heavy greeting of sorrow, and to that woman who, early on, must depart from the bright hope of life. The dear soul must, from spiritual distances, shine on the wide paths of the earth from her child's loving eyes;
his love's blessing rested on them. And your friends feel
the sunny-bright human wisdom
as the most beautiful happiness
from your noble life circle. So walk with the gift of life,
The artist soul bestows on you,
With that spirit and heart,
The love of humanity and loyalty sends to you, To the bright spiritual ether life,
Of which your works tell us.
It shall in the eternal soul weaving
With you, our love always connect.