In your wanderings remember me and though
sometimes you will not know for what you long it will
be for my peace and how else can it be? My peace is
always with you but the thunder of your earthly self
shuts it out. Grow into spirit and remember for in
oblivion is there a gulf that neither your voice or eye can
bridge. Between your knowledge and your
understanding there is a secret path which you must
discover before you are at one with me and so at one
with yourself. If you were naught save bodies then my
speaking to you would be emptiness. Even as dead
calling to dead. This is not so! All that is deathless in
you is free and cannot be housed or fettered for this
is
my will. You are my breath even as the wind that shall
not be caught or caged. I live in you and your life is
mine as mine is yours.
Copyright 1982 The Erasmus Foundation.
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