For many of us the Biblical bush still
burns, and there is a deep mystery in the heart of a simple seed.
If I seem for a time to be telling a story of how man came under
the domain of law, how he reluctantly gave up his dream and found
his own footsteps wandering backward untill on some far hillside
they were transmuted into the footprints of a beast, it is only
that we may assess more clearly that strange world into which
we have been born -- we, compounded of dust, and the light of
a star.
LOREN
EISELEY
