Beyond Vision
Most think they live in a physical realm;
and their body is physical, as well;
but, the truth may tend to overwhelm;
this isn’t really the place they dwell.
This body is not actually who I am;
but who I’ve temporarily chosen to be;
instead, I’m a massive energy man;
who’s reality, others can’t see.
I look to be one with a torso, and head;
arms and legs, thrown in for good measure;
but, I am an energy powerhouse, instead;
able to give both sorrow and pleasure.
I am but a spark of conscious energy;
a fragment of universal thought;
an image, completed through synergy;
a creation, the Master wrought.
I float with a matrix all around me;
swimming in apparent nothingness;
the Master’s love, to surround me;
His thoughts giving a sweet caress.
I am but a seed in the infinite womb;
an identity, prepared for it’s birth;
my energy, just returned from the tomb;
preparing a life, to return to earth.
The soul created a new energy zone;
light illusions of hands and feet;
and forming a stage with energy, alone;
the stage, where all souls meet.
Most see this kingdom through their eyes;
such vision results in a flawed conclusion.
The mind, alone, sees through the disguise;
for, the kingdom below is only illusion.
Monty 4/7/22. # 1,055