Intense?

There is something in a lamb that God does not regard as vanity.......there is born within, an image of light through which darkness can not pass: a Word is sown into the heart; before it is a heart.......so within me; God is.......yet, can God be, and not be eternal consciousness? Here, within, is union with God; and here alone, man is.......I am, and I can never cease to be: we abide, even though we move in and out of the textures of being.......thus, do all things float by me, over me, speak to me, minister to me.......they pass away, but I am. My joys, my sorrows, my experience, shall be what they are; but whether I use them or not, they too will pass, and leave no image behind.......but I can not pass with the pictures of things; I must abide: I am being, within Being; and the whole of my journey here, is to live.