The Greatest Mystery...
I can open materials and peer
into their depths and construction.
I can see what they were before, and how time
will transform them again.
Sound and music reveal their secrets…
Cascading into heavenly movements in my soul.
…And love…
The greatest mystery…
crescendos in loving all the creation…
crescendos in loving all the creation…
Because I love me…
And I am all creation…
Because I bear the stamp…of the creator.
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