THE CRY OF BEAUTY
are the visitors of creation the witnesses of the body of the sun of diamonds of the green petals of the making of honey and so HaHiYa touched everything in creation with participation and each was given a season and creation was a garden for men of the worlds and magic to forever enjoy Participation in creation was of mans choosing and creation became a lliving language to inspire all men Our seeing one of feeling for the touch of HaHiYa is upon us all We witness the endless mystery the endless beauty of a natural form that works during our waking and sleeping hours moving always in harmony in complete steps through space into endlessness man could put away his tools his ships and his thoughts would not creation go on as silently as ever would not the stars shine and the worlds fly in their orbits would not the waters run and the mountains raise themselves would not the air be bright and the plants roots as deep as ever and would not the weeping willow stand in prayer their brown and green limbs ever reaching out in praise of creation it is natural that we should mimic the creation it is so grand it speaks of the endless silence of wisdom of HaHiYa's great drama to inspire the worlds of men to be at peace to be silent and to know that HaHiYa is with the creation always..... this is the Cry of Beauty
mind is imagination the deep let us divide the waters and fill it with creation that it might shine be still the Cry of Beauty is singing
this is endless endless
feel the silent magic
feel this endless warming glo....
peace and peace and peace
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