I believe that
the universe is one being,
all its parts are different expressions of
the same energy, and they are all in communication
with each other, influencing each other, therefore
parts of one organic whole. This is
physics, I believe, as well as
religion.
The parts
change and pass, or die,
people and races and rocks and stars,
none of them seems to me important in itself,
but only the whole. This whole is in all its parts so beautiful,
and is felt by me to be so intensely in earnest, that I am compelled
to love it, and to think of it as divine. It seems to me that this
whole alone is worthy of the deeper sort of love;
and that here is peace, freedom,
I might say a kind of
salvation.
I think that
one may contribute (ever so slightly)
to the beauty of things by making one’s own life
and environment beautiful, so far as one’s power reaches.
This includes moral beauty, one of the qualities
of humanity, though it seems not to
appear elsewhere in the
universe.