The world has a series and a set. Among which is the dancing of the fireflies which draws the world’s lines softly like the many colors of the heavens. Peace and war were united by the sacred hemlock. One should not bind the world to one’s arrogance and subdue it. Instead, love has a way which the wicked see not. From the heavens above to the waters of the earth, to the echoes of the deep, and to the chasms of our hearts, are the flames of love eternal. Hold a little bird on your hand and keep it with you as you walk across the land. Set the dove free and let the owls hold themselves at midnight. Peace will overcome violence, and the dawn of the mind will overcome gluttony, as we then perceive and understand; that everything among us is glorious.
Deep in the heavens there is a promise. Deep in the darkness of the universe there is a purity which is radiant and glowing like the sound of the waters against the rocks. The green trees are there amidst the stars. And they speak to one another with the stars; together, tree and star, they speak about the thoughts of the human heart. They look upon us, and they cry, knowing that our thoughts often stutter in ways foolish, and that our paths are often in the tears of evil unforeseen.
The divine one touches the stars. And the hands of the great one gently guides them. For the lips of the immortal things are like the yeast of the heavens. Forever they speak there softly, and they let the cosmos unfold in the grace of the moonlight. A blue heaven is there among the planets, and the fortitude of these ages is in the grace of the starlight.
The spirits unfold by the valley. They yield forth the produce of the land. The farms hum softly with such great love that the world knows and speaks of them. The wind gives thanks to the spirits with a kiss and a gust of the air. The bread of the spirits is blessed with the world’s mysteries. Then the spirits look up, and they see the stars above them, and in seeing this great unity, they stand victorious. For they know the wisdom of the ages, the paths of laws immortal, and the standards of our composition. For in this they breath, they stand gently, and they know the glory of what stands before them.