Dear God, You are the only Mind—You knowall things that are, and therefore they exist:from galaxies expanding in vast dancesto subatomic traceries of force.

You know in one unending changeless flashall patterns—start, climax, consummation.To understand perfection of Your thought—appreciate its beauty—is to love,and Love preserves, perpetuates its object.

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