To the moms out there, today.

I do believe that life is infinity, and that all things belonging to life belong also to infinity.  The spirit in all things belongs also to that infinity, and offers thus an infinite comfort which flows forth from within all things.  

In the ultimate mystery of all things, among the absoluteness of not-knowing, is the wisdom of a contented spirit; content because it was never not so, cradled in its many forms, infinitely manifest and constantly alive, omnipresent in all things. 

Happy are they who know this wisdom, for happy are they to be alive to know it. 

"O bless this want to be!", the dust of the universe cries.  But it comes from some strange distance, and we come from you.  

Happy are we, who are granted this life from cosmic dust, borne of our ultimate love called mother.