The answer is contained in the question itself.

For the answer is always the ever-existing that-which-is.

And the question?

Only a modulation of it.









Grieving at the loss of his only beloved daughter, 

a man burst upon the Master abode.

With tears of anguish and anger, 

he shouted "What is God?".





For such a period, the Master remained in silence, 


that it seemed 

he had not heard the anguished question.



Then the Master gently said, 

"Your question itself contains the answer.








What is,......... 


is....... God.







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