<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">“Unity”</b><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> by George William Russell</span><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37); background-color: white;">ONE thing in all things have I seen: </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);"><br><span style="background-color: white;">One thought has haunted earth and air: </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Clangour and silence both have been </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Its palace chambers. Everywhere </span><br><br><span style="background-color: white;">I saw the mystic vision flow </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And live in men and woods and streams, </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Until I could no longer know </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">The dream of life from my own dreams. </span><br><br><span style="background-color: white;">Sometimes it rose like fire in me </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Within the depths of my own mind, </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And spreading to infinity, </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">It took the voices of the wind: </span><br><br><span style="background-color: white;">It scrawled the human mystery— </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Dim heraldry—on light and air; </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Wavering along the starry sea </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">I saw the flying vision there. </span><br><br><span style="background-color: white;">Each fire that in God’s temple lit </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Burns fierce before the inner shrine, </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">Dimmed as my fire grew near to it </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And darkened at the light of mine. </span><br><br><span style="background-color: white;">At last, at last, the meaning caught— </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">The spirit wears its diadem; </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">It shakes its wondrous plumes of thought </span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And trails the stars along with them</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;">.<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">———————————————</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)</span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">http://www.TomandRodna.com/MoscowCares</font></a></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">“A stranger is just a friend you haven't met.” - Roy E. Stolworthy</span></p></div></div></div></body></html>