That which is so great that
There is nothing outside
It may be called the One;
And that which is so small
That there is nothing inside,
It may also be called the One.
High heavens may be as low
As the humble earth;
A mountain may be as level
As the low-lying valley;
The sun in the meridian
May be the sun declining.
A critter may be born to life
And may die at the same time.
It may be, . . very much indeed,
Thus putting the birth and death
On one shelf of eternal subsistence.
Love ya!
Jane