I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun. . . I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening. . . . I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal. . . . The rose and the nightingale drunk with its fragrance. I am the chain of being, the circle of the spheres, The scale of creation, the rise and the fall. I am what is and is not. . . I am the soul in all.
For the complete life, the perfect pattern includes old age as well as youth and maturity.