Stone at Bollingen with part of tower and woodpile

Stone at Bollingen with part of tower and woodpile

The side of the stone facing the lake reads:
I am an orphan, alone; yet I am found everywhere. I am a youth and an old man simultaneously. I have known neither father now mother, because like a fish I have to be lifted up from the depths. Or because I drop from the sky like a white stone. In woods and mountains I roam, but I am hidden in the human’s innermost. I am mortal for everyone, but remain untouched from the change of times. (trans. provided by Jorst Hoerni)

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Christiane Brooks Johnson Professor of Psychology and Religion, Union Theological Seminary, New York NY
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