I entered (into my inward self) and beheld with the eye of my soul...the Light Unchangeable.
Any human face is a claim on you, because you can't help but understand the singularity of it, the courage and loneliness of it. But this is truest of the face of an infant. I consider that to be one kind of vision, as mystical as any.
In the eyes of a seer, every leaf of a tree is a page of the Holy Book and contains divine revelation.
With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain rose looks just like an angel eating light.
Every few thousand years some shepard inhales smoke from a burning bush and has a vision or eats moldy rye bread in a cave and sees God.
As to the thoughts, they are elfish. Those eyes in the Evening Star you must have seen in a dream.
He that sees the Lord in the temple, the living body, by seeking Him within, can alone see Him, the Infinite, in the temple of the universe, having become the Endless Eye.
I have conversed with the spiritual Sun. I saw him on Primrose Hill
I have often had apparitions of hosts of serpents with heads at their tails, but not one was able to bite me; and many other visions.
