Humanity Poem

Ignorant, unconscious, veiled in darkness and doom,

Humanity treads forward through the barren lands of Falsehood.

Man has made the desolate, arid plains of death and fear his home,

Blind to the splendors of Truth nestled within his very own heart.

To suffering and pain he clings, from beauty and light he flees,

For too bright and pure shone the radiance of immaculate Infinity;

Wielding the sword of wrath and chaos he destroys, plunders the Earth,

Setting off on a wild, reckless pilgrimage of devastation and ruin, roaring:

“We shall not cease nor relent until our work is done, till all beauty has been made obsolete, Delight turned into despair, and the Suns of Truth turned bleak and lifeless! Rise O children of the bottomless abyss, and fulfill thy dreadful act!”

His haggard, fury-filled gaze drifts along lands of fire and smoke,

Whilst the stench of death and waste wafts through an air unbreathable;

To the distant shores of Illusion has the terrestrial ship drifted, sinking

In blood stained waters, once crystal clear sapphire seas of Truth.

What was once an immobile, innate Evidence of the Divine Creator’s Grand Play,

Has become a wild and reckless battlefield for the sons of the Endless Night.

Yet, as darkness spread across the land as if blown across Earth by the wind,

A Divine Messenger of Eternity descended from the heavens into Matter’s womb;

A God-Seed of Truth was planted deep within the cold ash of man’s past fallacy.

As the Spirits’ call is answered and dawns upon the hearts and souls of men,

A Supreme spark of concealed Divinity is lit within Matter’s unconscious depths.

The Grand Cycle of the Obscure Night reaches its final spin of completion,

A new world is born as the radiant children of Infinity now walk upon the earth, incarnate in man.

The Eternal Self is awake, and Heaven’s flame sheds its bare, bright light

Into the darkest corners of the world until all Falsehood is transmuted.

The Grand Scheme of the Timeless Creatrix unfolds onto the terrestrial vessel,

And the false, ignorant gods crumble and turn into dust at the feet of Truth.

A God-smile of pure Delight and Immaculate rapture lights the face of the Earth, The Bliss-breeze caresses each and every living thing in its outspreading reach;

Love pervades the pores of existence and fills every gap till all is returned to the One essence of its original creation: a Supreme Being of Unity, devoid of duality.

Within the Silent Witness’ abode reigns an atmosphere of undisturbed Eternity; The Knower beyond time and space silently weaves the works of the future.

Lost in Infinity, a wounded little blue sphere known as Mother Earth laboriously prepares itself for the advent of a yet unknown, new species to walk upon its soil.

Once perceived Impossible, The Divine Work is turned into the play of a child.