The Czarnolas heritage surges
Surrounds, stirs with wonder him who
Is possessed. The word slowly emerges,
Changing in sound, is real, true.
From chaos from, necessity,
Oneness of moment when the immensity
Itself of the creative frame
Finds its finality, calls its name.
Deaf unreason, darkling human sense,
Shot through and through with the sharp ray,
Wakened and released by the breath
Of the great Renaissance lay.