Like The Grasses Showing Tender Faces To

I Was Standing On The Highest Mountain Of Them All, And Round About Beneath Me Was The Whole Hoop Of The World. And While I Stood There I Saw More Than I Can Tell And I Understood More Than I Saw; For I Was Seeing In A Sacred Manner The Shapes Of All Things In The Spirit, And The Shape Of All Shapes As They Must Live Together Like One Being. And I Saw That The Sacred Hoop Of My People Was One Of Many Hoops That Made One Circle, Wide As Daylight And As Starlight, And In The Center Grew One Mighty Flowering Tree To Shelter All Children Of One Mother And One Father. And I Saw That It Was Holy.

Now Suddenly There Was Nothing But A World Of Cloud, And We Three Were There Alone In The Middle Of A Great White Plain With Snowy Hills And Mountains Staring At Us; And It Was Very Still; But There Were Whispers.

Any Man Who Is Attached To Things Of This World Is One Who Lives In Ignorance And Is Being Consumed By The Snakes Of His Own Passions

The Center Of The Universe Is Everywhere.

Whether It Happened So Or Not I Do Not Know; But If You Think About It You Can See That It Is True.