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At the beginning what was there ...
The all was formless and fluid,
from endlessness to endlessness
Darkness filled the void.
What must there have been?

Truth, Love, consciousness,
becoming aware of self.
The great face “I Am” looked toward
The void with a countenance of loneliness.
Love is – the first sign of life.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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