Morning of Revelation

Vivid abstract. Being of light. Soul or aura

The Soul begot me with song
The Messenger of lighted space
That we…trembling…are

The worlds, the spheres
Were made in song
Not for men to make prisons of

Married in sound
Archetype and Atom
Scintillation is the reality we seek

We are
  the nectar and the wine
    drop on drop
      creating rivulets of light
        in a planetary stream of consciousness

Would it be too bold an act?
To startle, bewilder, astonish our shadows
Are such dull flames

Too bold?
To evolve with power and unimpeded simplicity
Sun that we can be?

Unrelentingly to ravish our horizons in
The Dawn
The predestined time?