<h2><SPAN name="poem05"></SPAN>ILLUSION</h2>
<p class="poetry">God and I in space alone<br/>
And nobody else in view.<br/>
“And where are the people, O Lord,” I said,<br/>
“The earth below, and the sky o’er head,<br/>
And the dead whom once I knew?”</p>
<p class="poetry">“That was a dream,” God smiled and
said—<br/>
“A dream that seemed to be true.<br/>
There were no people, living or dead,<br/>
There was no earth, and no sky o’erhead;<br/>
There was only Myself—in you.”</p>
<p class="poetry">“Why do I feel no fear,” I
asked,<br/>
“Meeting You here this way?<br/>
For I have sinned I know full well?<br/>
And is there heaven, and is there hell,<br/>
And is this the judgment day?”</p>
<p class="poetry">“Say, those were but dreams,” the Great God
said,<br/>
“Dreams, that have ceased to be.<br/>
There are no such things as fear or sin,<br/>
There is no you—you never have been—<br/>
There is nothing at all but <i>Me</i>.”</p>
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