In this song, God, the Primordial Source, the Whole, describes its transcendent and immanent nature, revealing the path of reabsorption after the fragmentation created to experience its own Essence, through the manifestation of the Self.

Such a path is traced in the union of polarities, since the greatest of the illusions to be sublimated is precisely the false sense of separation.

So, good listening and good reconciliation with ourselves and with the whole world.

Andrea Riccucci.

Connection with the Source – SeiAltrove Creations MMXXIII

 

Wave Oscillation ½
Merak
Mute Sound, absence of Echo
First breath arises, for the eternal Muse dances from the Light that becomes
Where time engraves the arcane seal, the dawn unfurls the veil
Engraved in the Radiant void is My Name
Whisper of the Lands and Suns of every beginning
Universal Word, ode in the Wind and the Waves
Comforter, Arcane guardian of hidden and unveiled worlds
For behold, I Am within all things and place them at the center
And I am outside of all things that appear and govern them
On the Battlefield My Gleaner gathers and distributes
Go, you who hear My voice singing from the Stars of My high Heavens
You who know My Light in the silences of My song
I repeat it again: I Am the God of Love
I inspire all men with My perfect Knowledge
From the darkness My hand is stretched out, to guide him who asks
towards the Light
Say these words to those who seek Beauty…
The Gentle breeze pleasantly blows and distills like dew
Behold, the Light shines again and again from the Darkness that dies of Light
It advances, and from the plane of the Mind it rules
To think is to create, and thinking creates with Light
Yet, the waves of My divided thought are not My Light, nor are they Me
You are the Source of the force that keeps My Creation in motion
Child, behold your God of Love, the One, the Inseparable
In Me all things are indissolubly united Let form be sought
Although every imagined form of My imagination has no Being
For I alone am Being
As a little, almost almost
I distribute around the wheel of Life
Although on the balanced wheel of movement, you are neither wheel nor movement.
All that is, is of all that is
The dull echo of My Being is reflected in the eternal Mirror of the Beginningless Origin
Where there is stillness, there is your God, and God is everywhere…everywhere