iN sILENCE --tHE sELF iS lESS dILUTED
lIGHT oOZES iTS wAY oUT tHROUGH uNMAPPED cAPILLARIES
wHAT eLSE cAN bURN lIKE tHIS iF nOT tHE oIL lAMPS iN mY sOUL
tEMPLE bELLS rING, tHE bEING iN mAN bENDS oN hIS kNEES iN wORSHIP
bEFORE wHAT bOWS hE --i cANNOT sAY
nEVERTHELESS --hE bOWS aND hIS fACE gLOWS.