And we are put on earth a little space that we might learn to bear the beams of love.
Anything capable of being believed is an image of truth.
Bring me my bow of burning gold,
Bring me my arrows of desire,
Bring me my spear - O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
For everything that lives is holy; life delights in life.
To see a world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wild-flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.