A BUNCH OF KEYS

Long Centuries ago in a glowing moment of spiritual exaltation the Psalmist exclaimed: "Thou hast set my feet in a large room!" This evening this ancient statement seems contemporary, and singularly fitting and appropriate. We are gathered in a vast amphitheatre, hewn by the march and retreat of giant glaciers; moulded by the melting flame of volcanic fires; and sculptured by titanic and elemental forces of wind and torrent, through countless centuries of time. We are seated in a veritable Cathedral of Immensities, its roof fretted with golden fire – the stars; "The forget-me-nots of the angels sprinkled in the infinite meadows of hearve"; its walls the towering and encompassing hills, rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; its pillars those massive lime stone ledges whose shadows lean against the sky.