7.
If ever I have spread out a tranquil heaven above me, and have flown into mine
own heaven with mine own pinions:
If I have swum playfully in profound luminous distances, and if my freedom's
avian wisdom hath come to me:-
-Thus however speaketh avian wisdom:-"Lo, there is no above and no below!
Throw thyself about,-outward, backward, thou light one! Sing! speak no more!
-Are not all words made for the heavy? Do not all words lie to the light ones?
Sing! speak no more!"-
Oh, how could I not be ardent for Eternity, and for the marriage-ring of rings-the ring of the return?
Never yet have I found the woman by whom I should like to have children, unless
it be this woman whom I love: for I love thee, O Eternity!
For I love thee, O Eternity!
