Yes, Dear Ron,
I feel without God we are incomplete. We are all part of that Supreme Self, that Supreme Love, but we have forgotten our real identity. We wander in and out of countless bodies, lives, experiences, lessons joyful and sorrowful, until that Supreme moment by His vast Grace, we realize our Oneness with God and all creation.
Wishing you that my friend and all beings,
Sonya Ki
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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I feel without God we are incomplete. We are all part of that Supreme Self, that Supreme Love, but we have forgotten our real identity. We wander in and out of countless bodies, lives, experiences, lessons joyful and sorrowful, until that Supreme moment by His vast Grace, we realize our Oneness with God and all creation.
Wishing you that my friend and all beings,
Sonya Ki
Ron