For him i sing,
I raise the present on the past,
(as some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space i him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself. /LuZ25z0kbX3Tb+wW+E0YtQdfLWUFShz2Ye4xqwH2ZWaQL3yeP+Q+2v931UWThwr
