Reflections on Metaphor and Affects by Arnold H. Modell: A Discussion

Nature is a temple, where the living

Columns sometimes breathe confusing speech:

Man walks within these groves of symbols, each

Of which regards him as a kindred thing.

As the long echoes, shadowy, profound,

Heard from afar, blend in a unity,

Vast as the night, as sunlight's clarity,

So perfumes, colors, sounds may correspond.

Odors there are, fresh as a baby's skin

Mellow as oboes, green as meadow grass,