I + 

Here do I sit and wait, old broken tables around me and also new half-written tables. When cometh mine hour? + 

—The hour of my descent, of my down-going: for once more will I go unto men. + 

For that hour do I now wait: for first must the signs come unto me that it is mine hour⁠—namely, the laughing lion with the flock of doves. + 

Meanwhile do I talk to myself as one who hath time. No one telleth me anything new, so I tell myself mine own story. + 