From Me shineth
the gathered glory of the sun
Which lightens
all the world.
From Me the moon
draws silvery beams
and fire
fierce loveliness.
For all things that live
Are “the Divided.”
and that which sits apart,
is “The Undivided.”
I penetrate the clay,
and lend all shapes Their living force;
I glide into
the plant— root, leaf, and bloom
For all things that live
Are “the Divided.”
and that which sits apart,
is “The Undivided.”
Becoming vital warmth,
I glow in glad, respiring frames,
and pass
With outward and inward breath
For all things that live
Are “the Divided.”
and that which sits apart,
is “The Undivided.”