- by George William Russell

One thing in all things I have seen:

One thought has haunted earth and air:

Clangoar and silence both have been

Its palace chambers. Everywhere

I saw the mystic vision flow

And live in men and woods and streams,

Until I could no longer know

The stream of life from my own dreams.

Sometimes it rose like fire in me

Within the depths of my own mind,

And spreading to infinity,

It took the voices of the wind.