I am a Spirit the breath of God that never dies never lies under the ruble of human limitations human limits I swing spirits mover of the second heavens More than the mind can mind for I am beyond the ability to be a tangible thought for any mind to hold
I am indescribable if any description of me was given it would only be a bubble amongst the billion possibilities of me and your mark would be off for marking out of your conscious creation I am the dweller of the heaven and heavens I live and breathe visions and dreams I and the Son are one
Light is but the extended arm of me like a branch bearing mystery for the beyond is my fruit
I play with stars in this lower dimension of thought I am the existence before time, the production unproduced by a reduced mind
whose power has a cause I am the Causing in all manifestations and actions
behold and hold this thought long enough to detonate and explode your views in a million perspectives still you would not see the whole truth of who I am.
It would take you eternity to mind what is out of the minds reach for it can't breach the ignorance of an ego's enhanced.
I am a Spirit the breath of God that never dies never lies under the ruble of human limitations human limits I swing spirits
I inherited the gift not worthy to be bought by the creation of a creature for what's created should praise its creator if the creator is really a god
I am the part apart and in the part the cause uncaused and the event not happening the something in the nothing and the nothing in the sum of all things the controller of all beings the word of life inbedded in your soul to give you a glimpse of light in your wrongs the glimmer glittering hope in your shadows of death
I am the I am
The worshiped by angels feared by demons crucified by humans all call to me
I am one with the One
slowly step into my world of celestial beings and hold what can't be touched by hands and behold precious jewels too beautiful than the mind comprehend and quickly forget to mind
in here you are one with the One the spirit in the Spirit and drink the deep experience of being touched by words in a world without tangibles where virtues are real food and language is of age surrender the only choice weapon
I am a Spirit the breath of God that never dies never lies under the ruble of human limitations human limits I swing spirits
Seasons and reasons will meet and wed in a marriage of the end times
times the time it takes to tie a lie to the truth
long enough to be forgotten like the point of the cross I have not forgotten I am the wing that will save minds forsaken I have not forsaken
after all your earthly pursuits once all has passed with time you will once again come back to me
breathe in breathe out Its time to come back
to the abbreviation of Goo
Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck is open Now,
ReplyDeletehttp://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-halloween.html
Welcome Linking in any poem, join the fun today!
Hope to see you in,
an old poem would work well.