One
There is One for whom all names
are but a pale and hollow reflection
One so far above all games
where meaning and purpose arise in perfect action
Such is the nature of the One
who lives in the heart of every being
And when, in glory, we go beyond
this One is who we are seeing
- Jonathan J. Dickau
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