Translations:Brahma/12/de

So, my little ones, so, my precious souls, so, my sons and daughters, come into the arms of Brahma and know me as the figure of one who creates and re-creates and re-creates so that the whole of creation is in that process of being born again and reborn and reborn until the fullness of being is discovered—and the fullness of purpose of a blade of grass, of the tiniest elemental, of an angel, of a star is made known.