what is left

what is left, what to do, what thing remains where before there was the self planning estimating doing my life my home my relationships, now the entire universe is doing everything, where this is, there is  the play of forces moving without any action on my part. the thought is the word is the action is the result and there is none of that, without thinking, the process is cut short, the universe thinks, talk acts, there is nothing to be done, the divine is working without any attachment or design, the purpose of existence is revealed, there is no human hand, form, mind  that can create what is already existing. all is the divine work and nothing is mans, we, like all the creatures of the universe, express that divinity, are filled with unending love, so that the divine can bring the truth to that which is obscure and partial, separate and resistant. we become the play of the lost seeking love, seeking truth seeking water and food in a world that is the garden and where only truth and love can exist, there is no other to take from us or to kill us there is only our self, existent in billions of souls, reflected in each thought deed and action for all is the work of the divine. the end is the beginning and nothing has any where to go, the one is in everything, complete in each part, yet each part is held separate and becomes the very nature of the being alone and undivided without knowing what it is. each part expresses the being's evolution to become a part of everything just as everything is a part of the being.