The Cosmic Scale

Cleopatra: I'll set a bourn how far to be loved. Antony:Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth. William Shakespeare We have only time to grasp Eternity. Metamorphosis is required: I will sharpen my mind to a point so tiny only a single truth can occupy it. Then we will speak the necessary words, hopeful words, beautiful word, words that connect. we will descend to a well-spring shining with crystalline waters, all the waters of the world circulate around us: they are cleansed, we are cleansed. We are aware of many others nearby, equally washed, equally made ready. We know our fears will be dispelled by fellowship. Look, all the chambers of dissenters are empty. All the offices of money- lenders are closed. And the last lessons byprofessors of science will be completed by nightfall. We will enter Eternity with incomplete knowledge. By morning we will all be the same, candidates for a new reality. We will listen to light, we will hear lilac scents, we will touch sounds of Scriabin. There's more for us to absorb: we will be bubbled in pairs, and slowly rotate across the arc of space. The cosmic scale is like a mountain range we have climbed to the summit. and breathless, realize more and more summits ahead of us, below us, beside us. Our silence the more shows off our wonder. (*) With in our bonded souls we are told it is required you do awake your faith. (*)Shakespeare, THE WINTER'S TALE V,3, l.24-25; 118-119