Many are the names, by which One
Beyond All Names is reckoned;
One no image can represent,
no label encompass, no term describe;
surpassing every title that may ever be.
One, which fully penetrates and envelops all;
Source and Destination of the myriads;
Foundation and Architect of existence.
Beyond names, within every form,
behind each varied illusion, dwells the Absolute;
the First and Final Mystery, enveiled.
I Am Infinite, Limitless and Alone
in the cold silence and empty void of eternity.
I would know another and by another, myself.
For even the Infinite and Eternal
lack joy, with none to share.
From out of such dark desolation,
Comes the Author and Artist of life.