The impossible is only that which no one has yet created.
But if it were truly impossible it could not even be a thought.
God and maya or realty cannot be separated. Only seen at times. Each one depends on the contrast of the other to be seen.
Would we know peace without war? Cold without hot? God without man?
Of the thousands of starfish tossed upon the shore that cannot all be saved the one you toss back in the sea is ecstatically grateful.
See through the fog of light reflecting the vision in front of you into the pure Light of God.