The Age of Light

The Age of Light

© 2012-2016 Rolland G. Smith

I am a soul among the light,

With daily play in planet’s plight

Where souls oft gasp a wonder’s breath

When knowing light is never death.

But we do dwell in moment’s time

For matter is a finite clime,

Yet when we shed our form and thought

The mind will never be distraught.

There is a balance ‘tween the two

In order for the spirit true

To keep the Logos and the soul

From being separate from the whole.

That does not fit with dogma’s trick

Which changes soul’s arithmetic.

It doesn’t add, so do not try;

Just free your mind; let spirit fly.

Not all the truths of old are wrong

But light creates a different song.

Old tunes have truth as new ones do

But only one brings what is new.

Aquarian we call this age,

Enlightened souls have set the stage

For all of us to be the play

In lighted garments all array.