I am a single Self all Nature fills.

Immeasurable, unmoved the Witness sits:

He is the silence brooding on her hills,

The circling motion of her cosmic mights.

I have broken the limits of embodied mind

And am no more the figure of a soul.

The burning galaxies are in me outlined;

The universe is my stupendous whole.

My life is the life of village and continent,

I am earth’s agony and her throbs of bliss;

I share all creatures’ sorrow and content

And feel the passage of every stab and kiss.

Impassive, I bear each act and thought and mood;

Time traverses my hushed infinitude.