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Or am I looking out from this dim recess This vale of quiet-this Holy of HoliesDo I see that I am one with the Absolute ? Is there a time when I feel my one-ness? The vision I catch of space, of freedom, Of content, on wings of thought divine That crowd out little me. How shall I know, whom shall I ask ? In the knowledge deep down there? In that Holy of Holies within me, In that communion with my thought Shall I there find the answer ? O for time, for time to wander Deep down into this place withinTo uncover the hidden source of My. Being-To know, TO KNOW, TO KNOW ! Rushing here, rushing there, What avails it all ? What gain, what solace? Only to come at last To vague discontent, To realization that Life Is more than a monkey climbingClimbing in a tree. O for the surge of confidence The knowing--that we are the Light Of Lights, the Salt of the Earth, That we are safe, secure, free, unbound, Unlimited by time and spaceEternal, Blissfut, Infinite!
