IIII. Verba Vagationis.

IIII. Verba Vagationis.

And he said, "I consider it foolish if I remain in one place and among one people." I want to be shown everywhere, and my voice to be heard everywhere, so that my face may be seen everywhere, and thus I will glorify myself. Grass grows, and its flower appears; and if this were not so, what glory would man have? I am grass in wisdom and in my reason, and I am a flower in my beauty; therefore, I manifest myself everywhere. A response of quiet tranquility. And again, from the aforementioned turbulent cloud, I heard a voice responding to this image: "You, O diabolical art, will fall like the flower of the hay, and like mud on the path, you will be trampled underfoot." You are the voice of vanity, you are the appearance of wickedness, and you don't sift through words of reason; instead, like a locust, you move about unsteadily, and just like snow, you scatter through various places. For you don't eat the food of wisdom, nor do you drink the drink of discretion; instead, you imitate the life of birds, which have no stability in their dwellings. For you are dust and decay, and you will have no rest. j> 8. But the third image had the head of a wolf and the tail of a lion, while the rest of its body was like that of a dog. And with this image, it played, saying, "We are one in all things." But the loud noise of the winds sounded in his ears, which he diligently noted, listening to who they were and where they came from; with whom he also rejoiced, as if they were his gods. Then he lifted his right front foot and stretched it toward the strong wind that was coming from the north, and with his left front foot he drew the blast of winds toward himself from the elements.