As you walk around the lush green flowering grounds,you feel alive,

as if every inch of your skin is tingleing.Your senses seem sharp as you seem to hear the birds talking,and hear what they are saying.

You find a book sitting on a marble bench.You pick it up and carry it down to a

fountian that has a wonderful statue of a woman, letting a dove go free from her hand.

You rest by the cool water of the fountian,and open the

worn silk covered book. Its pages fraile and yellowed with age.

The first page starts with this............



For Reconciliation with the Universe

In the dark of the Moon when stars show clear

Go where no houses or lights appear

Where hills are low and grass grows high:

Lie on your back beneath the sky

Fix with your gaze the brightest star

Speak this aloud, to answer its fire.



Lower than grass

My light began

Into the heavens

Soon it ran

Here between Earth

And space I shine

My fallen dust

The twin to shine

Star that I was

Star that I am

Star I shall be

My name is human



Stand then, and tread the living air,

Ascend the vision's open stair,

Rise and mirror the cosmic face,

Infant of galaxies, prodigal Sun,

Resume this title:

All and One.



Go back to the Garden Gate

Go futher on the grounds