Changed

in poetry •  7 years ago 

The world is changed
And I know why
The time has come
In days long awaited

Man feigns God
And is lost
Tho pride rules
And lies parade

Gain for self
Lies to gain
The altar of being
Is selfishly held

The light of Flame
Shows truth plain
As fire burns
It divides in twain

Fire of truth
Light of day
Scourger of lies
Reaching high into sky

Flame only rises
To its kingdom of origin
Spirit is flame
As is matter gross

In spirit lies
Flame freed and untamed
In matter is buried
The bound Flame

The scale is single
The breadth infinite
Movement thru effort
Rewards the being

Rewards equal effort
Lacking and Gaining
Likewise rewarded
Commiserate with effort applied

The source of will
Is the ability to align
Magnetically to that
Which is desired

That which comes unbidden
Is that which must be treated
And be polarized further
Or be neutralized in absolution

In this manner
Man resolves himself
To freed Flame
Or to bound Flame

The degrees between
Are infinite
The path is trodden
In single steps

There is only progression
Or regression
As the rewards are for effort
Or lack thereof

In time rings hope
And with personal effort
One may be freed
To be with the eternal Flame

The consumer of that which is
The designer of that to come
The foundation of all that is
The end goal of being

Thru being
And knowing oneself
One must side
And be known

Evil abounds
Propensities are arrayed
We are born
We are played

As years pass
The game becomes known
No longer are we owned
By the whims of self

Sinners we are
Regardless of toil
Be ye always humble
Or don’t waste the effort

What one is
We all share in
And it is to us
To raise or lower ourselves

Find the lights ascent
And once found, feed it
Thru good deeds
And good thoughts

If darkness is embraced
over lights keen gleam
The same methods
Apply to the descent

Woe to embraced night
For like attracts like
And soon enough
One finds ample company

Serve all
That you may serve yourself
There is nothing perceived
That is eternal

Idea is not perceived
Nor is the spirit that
Enables mans motion
The senses limit truths reception

Till by desires end
Sense is downgraded
And subjective truth made pre-eminent
The path is then aligned

Take the first step
Endure as you may
The greater desire
The greater distance trodden

The distances to be covered
Are here in the deceived plane
For in the spirit plane
Division retains placement

Or so one hopes
One trusts in Father
Knowing nothing
But desiring to be one with His will

9-14-2010

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