In Contrast to You, God
God said:
Is this your voice I hear? Is it you who calls out to Me as from the wilderness? Whose crying is it I hear who says in many ways:
“Beloved beloved God, the One God, the Only God, God of my Heart, You Whom I cannot Grasp, yet You Who, nevertheless, are My Touchstone to Heaven and to Earth, You Who are the Subtlest of the Subtlest weigh nothing, yet hold up the Universe, to say nothing of Your having created the Universe and me and all the other Assorted Beings who are here on Earth and all those who ever have been and all those who are yet to be.
“You, the Creator of Everything, are not created. You, the Designer of All, are not designed. You are the Spontaneous of the Spontaneous. You are a Vesuvius who erupted into the beauty of all the fluctuations of vibrations on Earth, yet You do not fluctuate. You Who have no body to separate You from anyone else are the Epitome of Life. If we on Earth in our awesome bodies were without our bodies, we would meld with You and be the Essence of You, is this true?
“You say that those of us on Earth and perhaps other places are You, are exactly You beneath our costumes and our eccentricities. You say that we, those of us bumbling on Earth, are nothing but You except we hold onto all the physical evidence that says we passed this way. Some folklore says we are here once, that’s all, and other folklore says we recur again and again always to be Bright Light on Earth as Stars Are in Heaven.
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