The world is the wheel of God, turning round
And round with all living creatures upon its rim.
The world is the river of consciousness,
Flowing in the one self.
On this ever-revolving wheel of being
The individual self goes round and round
Through life after life, believing itself
To be a separate creature, until
It sees its identity with the Lord of Love
Immortal in the indivisible whole.
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