The Fountain Of Life

Consciousness flows like a fountain;
pouring into the valley of life;
coming down from an energy mountain;
casting the illusion of light.

In the beginning was Thought, alone;
from him; came all that became;
the kingdom of heaven was his throne;
divinity; his exclusive claim.

In the essence of time; others, became;
joining in his dream of love;
ones, he created to bear his name;
life on the wings of a dove.

Consciousness is an energy of thought;
it ebbs and flows with time;
righteousness is the love it brought;
love is fruit of the vine.

Consciousness became turned into a river;
flowing into the valley of breath;
the perfect gift; from the perfect giver;
God gave the gift of death.

Every life shall have its own purpose;
one that will guide its flow;
although it be hidden neath the surface;
purpose makes love grow.

Soon this journey will be finished;
I will die on some lonely night;
the river of life become diminished;
in death; I’ll return to the light.

Monty 3.23.25. # 2,691