The world is always beautiful
In springtime the beautiful world
In an almost emerald glow.
In summer the ripe field shines,
And seems to be like gold.
In autumn one sees the opalescent
The colourful leaves of the trees shine.
In winter, a glow like diamond
And pure silver, flood and land.
Yes, in short, if we look at the world attentively,
It is beautiful at all times.
(Barthold Hinrich Brockes)