Shadows Of God
Some of us usually shun the spotlight;
not even wanting to be seen;
willingly we vanish into the night;
our life’s become a bad dream.
Our thoughts of past come and go;
most seem unwilling to stay;
a day, as a child; playing in snow;
it’s memory just faded away.
One thought reminds of an achievement;
a victory, long since, forgotten;
then replaced; by thoughts of bereavement;
fruits of success; turned rotten.
No longer seeking the applause of man;
our focus is drawn above;
recognizing we’re a part of God’s plan;
we’re the creation of love.
The heavenly world is a kingdom of thought;
all vision comes from the mind;
everyone becomes what the Master wrought;
or else we are left behind.
No man approaches God’s perfect Light;
none are perfect; not even one;
God’s Light pierced the darkness of night;
and the shadow of man had become.
Once we all were the light of God’s life;
created to be like two peas in a pod;
we are the images created by His Light;;
we are the living shadows of God.
Monty 4/3/24. # 2,064