Iam the dust in the sunlight; iam the ball of the sun. Iam the mist of morning, the breath of evening. Iam the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal. The rose and the nightingale drunk with it's fragrance.
Iam the chain of being, the circle of the spheres, the scale of creation, the rise and fall. Iam what is and is not
Iam the soul in all.
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