The Omnipresent

I now no longer say, "Where is our God?"Because an angel thought corrected meWhen I was murmuring once against His rod,And His demand that I should perfect be.

"If He were present here, then I should knowMy perfect self, which is at one with Him."I reasoned thus because the lamp burned low,And all the temple of my thought was dim.

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