Tale of Cosmic Creation 39...In His Perfected Form
By cnwriter, 20th Dec 2012 | | Short URL http://nut.bz/1_axo3l7/Posted in WikinutWritingPoetry http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlvUepMa31o
Now the journey of Souls begins...manifested by the Mighty One and the Traveller comes forth to guide all Souls back into the Heart of God
The Sound
Into the midst of impenetrable void
The Mighty One uttered drawn out Sound
Long did it vibrate through timeless space
Light brighter than a million suns poured forth
Into His presence She did come
Stood there in total loving Him
Aware was She of happenings
Needed they to be done
The Mighty One uttered drawn out Sound
Long did it vibrate through timeless space
Light brighter than a million suns poured forth
Into His presence She did come
Stood there in total loving Him
Aware was She of happenings
Needed they to be done
Sparks of Him Self
Souls they were with Spirit filled
Souls they were with Spirit filled
Angels Too
A band of Beings sublime emerged
Created from the Sound and Light
Many angels there were
Archangels too
Guiding Souls where they should go
Perpetual motion in eternity
But the fourth angel such was He
The censor did he fill with fire
And placed it on the Sun and Moon
And Stars still yet to be
Into a time forthcoming
Ages in energy fields of matter mystical
Vibrational tremors filled the air
Thunders and lightnings
Heavenly forces brought to bear
Created from the Sound and Light
Many angels there were
Archangels too
Guiding Souls where they should go
Perpetual motion in eternity
But the fourth angel such was He
The censor did he fill with fire
And placed it on the Sun and Moon
And Stars still yet to be
Into a time forthcoming
Ages in energy fields of matter mystical
Vibrational tremors filled the air
Thunders and lightnings
Heavenly forces brought to bear
Skeins of Fire
She rode the tremors as only She could
Dancing lightly across the skeins of fire
Burning brightly
Cold they were
Streams of molten ice
The voice of Lucifer through all this
Intoning dire destruction did he
And with him fell many angels too
Hell of their making thus began
Dancing lightly across the skeins of fire
Burning brightly
Cold they were
Streams of molten ice
The voice of Lucifer through all this
Intoning dire destruction did he
And with him fell many angels too
Hell of their making thus began
Perfected Form
Then came the Mighty One
No anger did have He
No part of His pure armour
Such negativity
No -thing could Him penetrate
But only that which made up He
He stood there in perfected Form
Shining bright was He
Vastness of Himself
Taking up all space and time
No where else could be
No anger did have He
No part of His pure armour
Such negativity
No -thing could Him penetrate
But only that which made up He
He stood there in perfected Form
Shining bright was He
Vastness of Himself
Taking up all space and time
No where else could be
Spiritual Promise
Manifested then clear as a mirror
The Traveller
The One who as a Messenger
Carry He would the Word of God
And through eternity in different guises
Bring all the souls back home
Many ages would it take
For all of this to take place
Billions of years
Yugas without count
But mattered that not a whit
The Spiritual Promise
Had been given
Not One Soul Will Be Lost
The Traveller
The One who as a Messenger
Carry He would the Word of God
And through eternity in different guises
Bring all the souls back home
Many ages would it take
For all of this to take place
Billions of years
Yugas without count
But mattered that not a whit
The Spiritual Promise
Had been given
Not One Soul Will Be Lost
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