THE SELF AND SYMBOL
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Thou most Divine! above all women Above all men in consciousness.
Thou in thy nearness to me Hast shown me paths of love. Yea; walks that lead from hell To the great light; where life and love Do ever reign.
Thou hast taught to me a patience To behold whatever state; However beautiful and joyful; however ugly and sorrowful.
To know that these are—all!—but The glimmerings of the greater life— Expressions of the infinite.
According to the finality of that moment Now to come; in the eternal now, which thou Sweet Presence, hast awakened me to— I see the light—the way.
An everlasting illumination That takes me to the gate; the open door To the house of God. There I find most priceless jewels; The key to all the ways, That lead from Om to thee.
A mistake—an off-turn from the apparent road of right Is but the bruising of thy temple, Calling thy Self—thy soul— The God within; showing thee, The nita of it all; which is but the half of me.
And as thy consciousness of the two The nita and the ita, comes to thee A three is formed—the trinity is found.
Through thee the Deity hast spoken Uniting the two in the one;
Revealing the illusion of mortality The message of Om to the Illumined.
—Ali Nomad.