Attraction we call it,
Yet mind cannot thrall it—
Where is it not?
Life of world-stuff—truly it is!
—Life then of man?—His, and not his!
’Tis of all matter; thus ’tis of man;
’Tis of all space, and spans the world’s span.
Matter, man! Gravity, life!
—Each fits to each; with the other at strife.
Life? It is—what?