Creation In Itself

We look, we choose not to see.
We hear, we choose not to listen.
We know, we choose not to remember.
Creation is all around us and within ourselves and Itself.
We choose not to look.
We choose not to see.
We choose not to remember.
We are lost and Creation is there for us, around us and Itself.
Open to see.
Open to hear.
Open to remember.
Such Love, Balance, Joy, Beauty, Wisdom and Harmony in Creation Itself.
There for us always from the Creator Itself.

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