I am life, complete unto itself.
whole,
sound,
not needing stones to be sculpted,
no needing branches to blossom,
not rooted in human potency.
Rather, all life has its root in me.
Understanding is the root.
The resounding WORD blossoms forth from it.
How then,
is it possible for God not to be at work?
God is Understanding.
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