There is only one Infinite, only one All. Know that within It all things must fall. Whether high as a mountain or too small to be seen, Either is counted in the sum of All Things. We and the land upon which we trod Are a piece of the tangible body of God. So many mysteries there are to be known. More than the mind of a mortal can hold, Though in minds of infinite number are kept The designs of One of infinite depth. We and all else that thinks in kind Are the twinkling stars in the sky of Mind. We are unbound as the summer rain, Fallen down from another plane To live in the Sun and draw up It's warmth And when we are done all are transformed Into the mist that remains with the Wind Until we rain from the heavens again. As below, so above. Can we know what is to come? As above, so below. If we look then we know.
