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48 And behind Thee, I see a great light reaching upwards, as if it would focus from above in Thee.

The focus thou seest is in thine own great love. For here, and no other where, is thy ladder of light, to reach to God. Deny not thy love. Know only that separation is a dream, parting is but on the surface. Thou art in me, and I in thee.

Glorious art Thou unto me, O my Beloved! And yet most terrible. The strength of Thy praise scorches through all my being. Time conquers again. I am being withdrawn from Thee.

Nay, each of us for the other is passing into the within. Hard upon thee weigh