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."
