The source of all is itself;
it is
my man and no more than all,
for what is is all.

 

The source of nothing is everything that came before,
and what was before
my man and no more than all,
for what was is all.

 

Are you your reflection?
Am I?
Is the blue above any bluer than below?
Is the answer a question?
The egg and the chicken.
I cause you and affect you,
and when you do nothing to me,
you are the source.

 

Source is and we know all.
We can not hold it,
it is not part of our illusion,
the world,
but is all.

 

Now is the source of all.
When you know this,
you will know I love you too,
among all the others of source.