"Courage came to me from the height of the mountain, and with it came the dignity of
manhood, and knowledge of the Tree of Life, for now I was a branch, running with the vital
blood, waiting in the darkness of the Garden for some unknown Eve to tempt me with the
apple of her beauty, that we might know our nakedness, and bring forth sons and daughters
to magnify the Lord our God.
I saw behind
me those who had gone, and before me, those who are to come. I looked back and saw
my father, and his father, and all our fathers, and in front, to see my son, and his son,
and the sons upon sons beyond.
And
their eyes were my eyes.
As I felt,
so they had felt, and were to feel, as then, so now, as tomorrow and forever. Then I was
not afraid, for I was in a long line that had no beginning, and no end, and the hand of
his father grasped my father's hand, and his hand was in mine, and my unborn son took my
right hand, and all, up and down the line that stretched from Time That Was, to Time That
Is, and Is Not Yet, raised their hands to show the link, and we found that we were one,
born of Woman, Son of Man, had in His Image, been fashioned in the Womb by the Will of
God, the Eternal Father".
(written by Richard Llewellyn, "How
Green Was My Valley")