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If the eternal does not absolutely transform his existence, then he is not relating himself to it. -Søren Kierkegaard I see Eternity; In the clouds, in the soil. In the passing rays of sunlight. And I know I am small. I behold Time; In the ageing, in the ageless. In the passing days and night. And I know that I too shall pass I look to Wisdom; In the mind, in the soul In fleeting mortal concepts.And I know I am a fool I gaze at the Heart; In it's fear, in its hope In it's passing affections and depth. And I know that they shall pass too. I see Transformation; Now the mind, soon the flesh, In the endless life beyond. And I know that it is home From Letras Mania