AT FIRST CONCEIVED outside of time and space then through the doorway of this world brought the work before us manifest we wrought and we behold it now, with open face, our hearts’ intentions that our hands did trace inscribing into life the paths of thought that we once trod but afterwards forgot upon these selfsame corridors of grace and so today we once again retrace the path by which this world was first begot that like a ladder or a spiral stair from Paradise is found stepwise descending as threads of light on trellis of the air return in tendrils of the vine ascending— now Heaven’s everywhere that you are there the wounds of time and space are finally mending the worlds are one and love is neverending
"Intelligences are atoms of perception -- they know and they see and they are pure, in short they are God. How then are Souls to be made? How then are these sparks which are God to have identity given them -- so as ever to possess a bliss peculiar to each one's individual existence. How, but in the medium of a world like this?"
- John Keats