Chapter 31 Funders

O my accuser!Please let me be clean and don't disturb my tranquility!You have the love of men and women in your heart, and there is no lack of family affection. I ask you to swear with this emotion: leave my business alone! Leave me alone and let me dream my own dreams!Please wait patiently until dawn, and you can judge me arbitrarily in the future. You advised me with sincerity.But this counsel is but a phantom, which keeps the mind bewildered, not knowing what to do, and leads it at last to that life--a life as dead and dead as clay. I have a small heart, I want to cut open my chest, take it out and hold it in the palm of my hand, to investigate its mystery and examine it carefully.Therefore, O you who accuse me!Do not ambushe my heart with the arrows of your creed, and make it fearful, and hide in my breast, too late to pour out its secrets, and fail to fulfill its vocation—a duty which the Lord uses beautifully. It was given when the heart was created with love.

Here, the sun has already risen, and you can hear the singing of night birds and the singing of haberlings everywhere, and the myrtle and violet flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is fragrant.I want to leave the dreamland and follow the white sheep.O my accuser!Speak not at me, nor frighten me with the lion of the forest and the snake of the valley, nor frighten me.For my mind does not know worry; it never knows to be on the lookout for disaster when it comes. Please don't blame me, and don't preach to me!Because the disaster made me learn smart, tears wiped my eyes, and sadness taught me the language of heart-to-heart connection.

Please don't mention that kind of prohibition to me!Because my conscience is a court that judges me justly: if I am innocent, it can protect me from punishment; if I commit a crime, it can make me get what I deserve. look!The team of love is marching, and the United States is following behind with the national flag raised high. It is youth who plays the joyful march.Therefore, those who blame me, please don't stop me!Let me go with them!Because the road is paved with flowers and herbs, and the air is fragrant. Don't tell me about the benefits and fame!For my soul has grown tired of hearing it, and wants no more; its concern now is the glory of God.

Please don't let me get involved in politics and power disputes!Because the whole earth is my motherland, and all human beings are my fellow countrymen.