We will never "solve" life, crack its ultimate code, or frame it with consistency. It is forever enigmatic and resists control by words or concepts. What is left to us is the rise and fall of a songline and the vision of a Great White Rose.
as You are Love;
Lead me through each fear:
Hold my hand as I walk through
valleys of illusion each day,
That I may know your Peace.
I believe that I shall know the
Realm of Heaven,
of Love, here on Earth!