We are all a small part of eternity ...

We are all a small part of eternity,
yet of the greater are we made
by the same stuff as a Galaxy.
We can produce Stars and Planets
inside you and me ...

We make our monsters under the bed,
and we make our fears inside our head,
so when we stop all this make believe,
we wake to Peace and no more dread!

... when the mind is drawn to dark
and our body aches with grief,
we go within and seek the soul
'tis there we find relief ...

... soul gives insight into all we can apprise
if we but realize!

From this great nothing,
gazed from an inner dream,
came this world where all only seems.
There you were and I came too,
it was the end and the beginning anew ...

... your wonderings go deep so I am refreshed
by their uncommon currents ...

This then is what we can say of Art,
that it is born of the Heart of Wonder,
which blooms as leaf in where we ponder,
and bears the fruit for all to eat,
that is ambrosia, Divinely sweet...

So by these works shall we be known,
a teller of tales by light of the Moon and crackly fire,
that show us the wonder they inspire ...
So by that Heart Heathen heresy we shout there is no sin,
that God speaks to us all from within ...