The Song of Love crescendos as the static and dynamic Flame which draws solely and uniquely undivided on the element of that which appears as space to permeate the flux as the Imperishable, and whose Song of Communion is the reconciliation of all opposites, and whose Eternal Harmony is that as Immeasurable Wholeness, for the Song of Love is a silent and unconditional yes. For verily the Flame consumes all that is not Love, and the very intuition of Light is Light.

As the Flame resides in the match prior to being struck, so too longing is of time, yet attention is accomplished as the inner and the outer are one, neither this nor that, and all apparent movement comes to rest as the undetermined end of paradox, as that of losing and finding, neither coming nor going, to die to every notion and position, as that which remains is that which simply is without beginning nor end and birthless.

A subtle spark of the Flame of Self-effulgent Light does not illumine self-reference but for the taste of Love. For what is Love and what is death but the end of illusion, and this illusion as time of which i, me, mine, and the assertion of and as the apparent sequence of the sense objects and the world which doth appear as the state. For by and as this very notion of time is to die to every moment, and is verily the Song which writes itSelf, and free of the calamity of past and future notions, the transfiguration of and as the Light wholly enfolds surrender and the surrendered, transcending the assumption of becoming and completeness.

For as once appeared becoming, becoming is no more, and as once appeared beingness, this beingness transcended, and as once appeared the Light, Light alone remains. Yet free of time or sequence, what remains as prior, as all as three remain as one, and verily one no more, for the song of Love as Light alone refers not to a second, and to die as Love and be as the silent Flame is the absence of between. This then is the point of no return, and this is Love. The Song of Love sings itSelf as the Light is Self-radiant. The Song of Love is without end as the Light is Eternal.