The intelligent eye
Sees life spreading in all being,
In its wholeness and it its details.
And it looks and it pays attention
To the rise and the fall of all of the details,
It unites with its mind the soul of the person,
His knowledge and the aspiring will with all being,
And the lowest, most constricted and most unconscious powers,
And it lifts its form up to the highest height.
Whatever touches him, far or near,
Is grasped by the inner point of his life.
When he eats,
When he drinks,
In all of his physical actions,
He recognizes the waves of life that pour from everything to him,
That want to be raised because of him and with him.
He loves everything,
He is compassionate,
Filled with glory and mighty splendor,
He wants everything to rise.
And when it rises,
It clings with an inner clinging constantly,
With an elevated yearning,
That has no expression and idea,
Because it is greater than any thought,
It is more mighty than any name,
He makes all ethics and all justice and goodness a basis to this eternal yearning.