I Am
Who or what knows this most ancient Truth
Before time, before being ...
What must there have been?
The all was dark, fluid, and formless.
God pulsated with loneliness,
unfathomable energy, alone existing in an infinite moment.
Life created from God's eternal love, he then disappeared into his own creation.
God's love is to be sought and found within.
Much love
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