I Love Mountains!

While far below men crawl in clay and clod,
Sublimely I shall stand alone with God.

I looked ahead and saw the mountains there, with rocks and forests
on them, and from the mountains flashed all colours upward to the heavens.
Then 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 centre grew one mighty flowering Tree to
shelter all the children of one mother and one father.
And I saw that it was holy.

To the mountains I say: "How fragrant are your odours,/ how delightful your perfume!/ Within you all is full of brightness!"

They reply, "The Being who passed through our midst/ has no tangibility or substance;/ No substance or tangibility has he,/ nor is there any kind of desire in him./ The Being who passed among us,/ released some of his vivifying power among us."