The infinite gift.
Its presence felt, with the other senses limited to its reflections.
The true artist, without a signature or will of its own.
The paradox, with logic eternally on its tail.
It provides for the entire cosmos simply by being itself.
The ultimate intelligence; beyond all language, religion, identity, and form.
If you pay attention, you too can see it.
If you follow it, you can feel it.
If you completely surrender to it, you can become it and discover your true nature.
There is a god and this is it.
It does not have a name but we call it love.