But what thing dost thou now,
Looking Godward, to cry,
I am I, thou art thou,
I am low, thou art high?
I am thou, whom thou seekest to find him.
Find thou but thyself, thou art I.
O my sons, O too dutiful
Towards Gods not of me,
Was not I enough beautiful?
Was it hard to be free?
For behold, I am with you and in you and
of you; look forth now, and see.”
~ Hertha, by Algernon C. Swinburne