| p8 | As within/so without is the way of the physical world. What is reflected? Imprisonment or mercy? Unrest or rest? What is there to lose? All this is passed in the great passing. Hunger has not been touched by what has been. Rejoice at the great passing, a ship already gone from shore and sailing into uncharted waters. She is steadied only by who it is she carries. Each new life a mast and compass, a star as brilliant as that of the North, fresh as the breeze. |