Light is the only purity, element.
There is no earth, no wind, no fire.
There is no water flowing heavenly.
Only the Light is alive.
He popped up,
All Paperback 7,
Healing rainbow in his wings,
There is no earth, no wind, no fire.
There is no water flowing heavenly.
Only the Light is alive.
He popped up,
All Paperback 7,
Healing rainbow in his wings,
Stirring the images,
Shifting the paradigms,
But, Light is the only thing that exists.
Light is the only vital reality.
All things flow as a part and a parcel
Of the good, the acceptable, the perfect will.
There is nothing else at all—
No lack,
No incomplete.
The Light is alive—
Arc of brightness,
Living beam.
The extant stream,
Rolls thru the chaos.
Light is the only thing there is.
Light is the only vital reality.
All things flow as a part and a parcel
Of the good, the acceptable, the perfect will.
There is nothing else at all—
No lack,
No incomplete.
The Light is alive—
Arc of brightness,
Living beam.
The extant stream,
Rolls thru the chaos.
Light is the only thing there is.
Light is the only thing that exists.
-jenn long
1 comment:
I shared this on my blog, I really love this poem, right where I am
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