The Master is everywhere hidden behind His works. Blinded by our own ignorance thinking it to be the highest light we are unable to see Him or receive His Guidance.
When the scales of ego fall off and the mind grows quiet then the flame of aspiration surges forth and tearing the veils of ignorance reveals His secrets to us. Then we find God everywhere and hear His words in the babble of a child or a madman and His laughter in the roaring thunder and the flash of His light behind the blinding storm.
Then the whole universe speaks to us of Him and He speaks to us in the language of the bird and the beast and the flowers and the stars.
