If every corner of the earth

were sun-drenched,

Who would be in need of stars?

Who would  stand alone and

burn up in the coldness,

Searching for a twinkle of hope?

                                   Jiang He (1949)

Über allen Gipfeln

Ist Ruh,

In allen Wipfeln 

Spürest du

Kaum einen Hauch;

Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde,

Warte nur, balde

Ruhest du  auch.

                                           (Goethe)