Friday, October 16, 2015

Poem: Light (Oct. 16, 2015)

October 16, 2015

Poem: Light

And then there was light…
And there was breath, and life, and sound and smell, and then there was father and mother and the whole of the world and destiny began.

And then there was light…
And the first day of man began. The sun rose on the first day and the children of God knew that he loved them, because he took them out of the night.

And then there was light…
Light in the mind and the soul: Invention and philosophy and art and music entered the world, as man embraced the light and sought to make it real.

And then there was light…
And the wise men followed that light, which made night as day and shone above the city of David over the town of Bethlehem, where was born in a stable the king of kings. He was the light of the world, a pinprick in the darkness, which shone as bright as the sun, but only for those who could see. It was man’s hope, and his salvation.

And then there was darkness…
The son of man paid for the sins of the world in an everlasting atonement, and the world descended into darkness. Greed and corruption and malintent and error twisted the words of God. Wars and plagues, as well as the fog made by the philosophy, theory, and religion of man, which is the worship of the world, and things contrary to God, closed the eyes of many men, and few saw the light. And darkness reigned in destruction, destruction and perversion of all things that come with the light.

And then, one man sought the light…
And the darkness noticed…
Why?
Because his search was the spark…
And it had to be extinguished.

And then there was darkness…
It gathered all of its strength against him. In fury and fear it sought his skin, his nose, his mouth, his eyes, his soul. It wished to choke him and crush him and blind him so he could not see. It wished to leave nothing behind.

And then,
There was light…
“…just at this moment of great alarm, I saw a pillar of light exactly over my head, above the brightness of the sun, which descended gradually until it fell upon me…I saw two Personages, whose brightness and glory defy all description…One of them spake unto me, calling me by name and said, pointing to the other—This is My Beloved Son. Hear Him!”



I flipped the switch,
And then there was light…
And I looked at the blank page,
And I knew what words I would write.

I knew I must be for the light.

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