I AM that I AM that I AM
No one's going to believe me
But I know why God is silent
Why He doesn’t answer
Or hear our prayers
Beside the fact that His Head is in the clouds
It’s because He is inside each and every one of us
Fragmented into a billion voices in billions of beings
All made in His image, of course
Each one of us, with a spark of His Grace
Must understand one thing and one thing only
Just imagine for a moment, that every word ever spoken
Written or imagined, is the WORD of God
We are the stuff that Gods are made of
Or is it the other way around?
He’s never coming back
because He never left
She’s right there sitting beside you
Each one of us must decide
Each one of us must choose
"What do I believe?"
And is it really worth fighting for killing for
If only, each and every single billion of us,
Would just listen to that inner voice
And share in this pathetic dream of mine
Oops, I mean, poetic dream of mine
We must connect with the gift that God has given to each and every one of us
LIFE
And only Love will set us free
Until We, every single billion of us,
Declare with one voice
I AM that I AM
We shall remain in ignorance, fragmented
And alone.
Separate from God. Separate from each other.
Forever waiting for the day that will never come
It’s already here It always has been We just have to take a leap in faith
And believe in one another
NOW Repeat after me . . .
I AM that I AM that I AM that I AM . . .
the Great I AM that never ends.
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