I am the dust in the sunlight.
I am the ball of the sun.
I am the mist of the morning, the breath of evening.
I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal.
The rose and the nightingale drunk with its fragrance,
I am the chain of being the circle of the spheres,
the scale of creation, the rise and the fall.
I am what is and is not.
I am the soul in all.