There is one God—I and my Father are one.
Hail to thee, my brother!
Friend of heart and soul—
Father, sister, mother,
Part and yet the whole.
In the past I knew thee,
When thou wast a flower
On my stem I bore thee,
Blossom of an hour.
In the “Now” behold me
Hidden in thy breast—
In the life around thee,
Both as host and guest.
I and thou transfigured,
Thou and I become—
Unity prefigured,
For we two are one.
The consciousness that you cannot do the good you wish, nor refrain from the weakness that you despise—it is this that saddens your earthly life and makes you think you are only mortal and human, instead of immortal and divine.
United to me ye can do all things, severed from me ye can do nothing.
Be at one with true personhood and all things are possible, but severed from the true and living vine, you can do nothing.

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