Child God
One day you stop asking God for anything,
you only ask yourself.
Then it happens,
you know without question
that asking God and yourself
are the same thing.
This is the mystery,
one that is as simple as a child's riddle.
However you have to have a child-mind.
As a child, the boy Siddhartha
had an old mind.
It took many years for him to become
a child.
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