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poem plaited like the generation of men: come .follow me into the realm of music. here is the gate which separeted the earthly from the eternal.it is not like stepping into a strane country as we once did. we soon learn to know everything there and wodnderment will have no end.and yet from the very begining we feel at home.at first you hear nothing because everything sounds.but now you begind to istinguish between them.listem each star its rhythm and each word its beat.the heart of each separerate living thing beats differantly. according to its needs and all the beats are in harmony.your inner ear grows sharper. do you hear the deep notes and the high notes?they are immeasurable in space and infinite as to number. like ribbons, undearmt of lead from one world to another steadfast amd eternaly moved.how the moment can be eternaly?the individual is realatd to eternely! all the melodies hiterto heard and unheard. HUGH MACDIARMID