To see a Word in a grain sand, and a heaven in a wild flower. Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour. Plus all heaven in a range...

To my friend's I write
My first vision of light,
On the yellow sands sitting,
The sun was emitting,
His glorious beams
From heaven's high streams.
Over sea, over land,
My eyes did expand
Into regions of air,
Away from all care;
Remote from desire;
The light of the morning
Heaven's mountains adoring;
In particles bright,
The jewels of light
Distinct shone and clear.
Saying; Each grain of sand,
Every stone on the land,
Each rock and each hill,
I stood in the streams
Of heaven's bright beams...