Primal Words. Orphic
Daimon Destiny
As on the day that gave you to the world,
As then the planets stood to greet the sun,
Even so since then your life has all unfurled
By that same law at that same hour begun.
You are, as seers and sibyls have foretold,
Yourself, and from yourself you cannot run;
For neither time nor any power can shatter
The evolving life-form of imprinted matter.
Goethe
Photographs by Jeffrey Harris
