The Madman - His Parables and Poems #265483

IN the ancient days, when the first quiver of speech came to my lips, I ascended the holy mountain and spoke unto God, say ing, Master, I am thy slave. Thy hid den will is my law and I shall Obey thee for ever more. But God made no answer, and like a mighty tempest passed away. And after a thousand years I ascended the holy mountain and again spoke unto God, saying, Creator, I am thy creation. Out of clay hast thou fashioned me and to thee I owe mine all. And God made no answer, but like a thousand swift wings passed away.