People ask me ‘What is Abbah?’
The answer is simple: ‘Abbah is what is not’
Everything is, but Abbah is not
Everything is, because it enters my Eye
It is my Eye that creates everything that is
When I close my Eye, everything is not.
Abbah is beyond what for me could be
It is beyond ‘Is’ and ‘Is-Not’
Abbah is for my Eye, while it is not
In this liberating confusion I invite Abbah
To become my Beloved and my Lover
Infinitely wide and infinitely intimate
It is the I that is; and the infinite beyond I
In Love the Lover becomes the Beloved
In Love the Beloved is nothing other than the Lover
Abbah is a universal invitation for all
There is no distinction in Abbah
Race, ancestry, beliefs and opinions are irrelevant
Knowledge, education, achievements and merits vanish
Cultures melt in the mere being human in Abbah
In their unconscious search for a road to Abbah
People create gods, religions and mythologies
These are the tools, the instruments and the vehicles
They are not the goal in themselves
People ascribe truths to their creations
And consequently fight each other and compete
I prefer to avoid that road and search Abbah
Neither ascribing to it attributes nor characteristics
Does Love need descriptions? Can anybody use
The words of language in explanation?
Abbah is my Certainty, without a need for proof
It is the no-thing that I am certain of
This is what I call the Loving in Nâm.
