The best of all is yet to come, for
there are gods inside the Sun
as One for All
and All for One
like plants we vegetate on Earth below
and with heat do putrefy then fermentate,
as wine makes drunk
The Dionysis counting frogs.
As we ready the alarm
for the festivals’ come,
the effects of rays vary for everyone
for some it’s warm and others hot,
for some it burns and others not.
Plants we are, albeit lively ones
each unique and different
from the rest and each one to the next:
And yet but so it stands that we
all require light from the Sun
for Everything
from light to heat
as much are we
tried in the fire, the Earth like a furnace
that belongs to God, our Sun
whom of which,
grants to us our deepest desire…
that is, whether we like it or not,
or that we know
is the Ultima Thüle of Growth.