There is no self here,
no capacity to reflect or observe,
just God’s movement within me,
just God.
Who speaks through me?
Is it I or God-I?
Who loves through me?
Is it my heart or God’s heart loving?
The words come forth from my lips
but there is no thought
to speak them.
They just happen.
God-I is in my every thought
my every word, my every prayer.
There is only One.