i am . . . absolved

i am  . . . absolved

the Demons of Darkness

are dancing with glee

for the Children

have not yet fully awakened

the bells on the Steeple

are still ringing

calling home all who have forsaken

their Cosmic Birthright

in the midst of this night

adorned with things

which ushers forth the grande delusion

and the collusion betwixt the fallen

the conspiracy

found within their heresy

has stifled the sound

the sound of the calling

which we have been waiting for

for so many eons

my soul is screaming

let us arise

let us get up

let us dance in the night

let us dance in the light

of the distant memories

and the faintly twinkling Stars

and the liquid luminescence of the Moon

let us dance the dance

of a truth

that is not moved

and is not soothed

by the smooth tongues of deceit

let us speak that word

known only to the Great Soul

that which resides within me

that word

that has not been heard

since “Life’s Tree”

has been planted in the Garden

and

by the Four Rivers i stand

with eyes opened

and out stretched hands

that i may receive

thy blessings Father

anoint me

and

hearken unto my plea

that overflows with the anguish

of illusions endured

and the hunger

for joys still yet desired

that which emanates

within the abysmal depths of me

and i beseech thee

let not death

nor her family of trickery

have it’s way

nor triumph

this day

for the morrow

when my Sun arises

and recognizes who i am

my sorrow is reconciled

and all vile things

shall  no longer be

for i am awakening

and i most assuredly see

the legacy

of the Bliss filled life

You would have for me

when i commune

and realize

that i am One with Thee

and my Soul Speaks “aye”

and i will not deny

that in a “Twinkling of an Eye”

the lie is vanquished

and the Ancient language of thy love

will be spoken freely once again

we will dance to the tune

and all be it

none to soon

and Truth will forever reign

as my tears rain down

and i submit to the divine acknowledgement

of the presence of the Holy

of all things manifest

i will bask in the light of “BE”ing

seeing

and no longer fleeing

that inner light i could never escape

and i bow in “The Know”

that as the Four Rivers do flow

into Eternity . . . Eternally

that i too am “The Infinite”

and that i am

as i have always been

yes

“I AM”

and in that moment

when the final Epiphany

greets my consciousness

with that Sacred Kiss

i am  . . . absolved

© 3 April 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.