Here you will find the Poem The Holy of Holies of poet Gilbert Keith Chesterton
`Elder father, though thine eyes Shine with hoary mysteries, Canst thou tell what in the heart Of a cowslip blossom lies? `Smaller than all lives that be, Secret as the deepest sea, Stands a little house of seeds, Like an elfin?s granary. `Speller of the stones and weeds, Skilled in Nature?s crafts and creeds, Tell me what is in the heart Of the smallest of the seeds.? `God Almighty, and with Him Cherubim and Seraphim, Filling all eternity? Adonai Elohim.?