Dewdrop, oh drop of dew,
Inside of you is held the earth;
In you gets known the ocean.
Amid tiny is the huge,
In the garb of atoms and molecules,
In each deed, in both form and attribute,
Heedful of naught to get you.
With a nebula's silver apparel,
Mid an entourage only celestial,
At last rapture of reflexive concentration,
You are manifest through various cadences.
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The Great becomes tiny, so in actuality I am You.
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