Now

For nature is the human god, not to be worshipped nor searched for, an affinity felt

As with clouds; and sometimes it rains, and from the seas and soils energy has arisen,

The sun in attendance, and the moon nearby, communicating with minds a’bright,

Should they be inclined, shutting away the influences of technology and the like,

Here in the hurried habitable, whether these things matter, or they matter not.