I hear them say, they say words are not It. They say words are susceptible to problems. Yes, true, but that’s not a way toward helping us to understand the things we need to understand. We don’t throw the words out, We find the powerful significance of words, the magical essence of words. Words are heavenly, the sweet divine, words are filled with light and power, beauty and magic. Words are the illusion that whispers such mystery, poetry of the soul, whispers softly I love you. Love. It’s all mystical moonlight and starry wonder. Seeing through the mist of this world, we find this divine inversion; the illusion is visible and the reality is invisible. These two are one. One Divine Light – Infinite and finite. This that Is. This that is Love – and we are here Living It.