The One
A Timeless Poem

The One is my true creator The nature of all beings It is the primal ground of all things The dormant from which all forms arise
The One is my true being It reveals itself in the form that I am It is neither good nor bad And cannot be comprehended
The One is my true essence Deep love transcending life and death Going beyond all space and time It is the never ending now
The One does not originate from birth And will not vanish with death It is eternal and unchangeable It unfolds itself through time
Out of this timeless now of One Many forms and beings arise From a limitless, endless depth A never drying well
The One creates new forms It is the origin of every shape Altogether humanity exist Through the One taking shape again
The One has our memories And many people remember To have lived several times before In the One lie our many experiences
All things will eventually perish But perish is not a downfall Only evolution to a higher dimension New beginnings in spiritual sense
The One makes me aware That I have always been myself That in itself everything is immortal Only the outer shape transforms
Through the One I finally discover What I have long known before But somehow have forgotten There is only the timeless now






