I give thanks for the lonely night, for the hills, for the whispering of the darkness of the sea... it whispers within my heart. I give thanks for my life, for my breathing, for the grace of being alive to-night, for these things I give thanks from my heart! Listen in the east and listen in the west, but listen! That is the everlasting God! This stillness murmuring in my ear is the blood of all nature seeting, is God weaving through the world and through me. I see a gossamer thread glistening in the fire's light, I hear the rowing of a boat in the harbour, the Northern lights rise against the northern sky. Oh, I give thanks by my immortal soul that it is I who am sitting here! - from PAN