I Who Am In The Night Will

Since I Have Spread My Wings To Purpose High, The More Beneath My Feet The Clouds I See, The More I Give The Winds My Pinions Free, Spurning The Earth And Soaring To The Sky.

Perchance You Who Pronounce My Sentence Are In Greater Fear Than I Who Receive It.

The One Infinite Is Perfect , In Simplicity , Of Itself, Absolutely, Nor Can Aught Be Greater Or Better, This Is The One Whole, God , Universal Nature , Occupying All Space, Of Whom Naught But Infinity Can Give The Perfect Image Or Semblance.

There Is A Single General Space, A Single Vast Immensity Which We May Freely Call Void: In It Are Unnumerable Globes Like This On Which We Live And Grow, This Space We Declare To Be Infinite, Since Neither Reason, Convenience, Sense-perception Nor Nature Assign To It A Limit.

There Is No Law Governing All Things.