And I thought over again my small adventures
As with a shore wind I drifted out in my kayak
And thought I was in danger.
My fears, those small ones that I thought so big
For all the vital things I had to get and to reach.
And yet there is only One Great Thing.
The only thing:
To live to see in huts and on journeys
The great day that dawns.
And the light that fills the world.
-Translated from Inuit by Knud Rasmussen