Can the Creator of all lure poetry out of a stone?
Or cause a stirring of Divine Love in a human heart?
All is possible for the Creator of all,
Who loves to manifest the impossible
In endless configurations.
As the false self diminishes,
And the ego becomes a servant,
Everything turns into poetry
And everything becomes a movement of Divine Love.
But, the separate self lingers on.
Once the separate self has been laid to rest,
The Divine Presence alone remains,
And the Creator of all becomes all in all.
The Silence of the Creator is thunderous,
Drowning out everything else,
And hiding in endless creativity.
From The Secret Embrace by Thomas Keating