spring is nature’s roman fountain. As C.F. Meyer – Der Römische Brunnen says:
Up springs the spout and, falling, fills
To brim the marble basin’s round,
Which, under veiling, over spills
Into a second basin’s ground;
The second one, too rich now, runs
Into the third its falling waves,
And each one takes and gives at once
And streams and stays.
This is spring, which fills and over spills, runs into, takes and gives and streams and stays.
The fountain, as the sources from the well, and the spring, the movement that awakes nature and over spills. This is how the truth springs into our soul.
Existential essentialism 