I’m the Original Light

I was a stranger in your world;

stranded.

Exiled from the heavens door.

Longing to hear

the anthem of God.

I remove the wall

behind which I hide

from you.

I look in your beautiful somber eyes- deep,

and I see me.

Our hearts forlorn in the intense longing.

With nimble feet and weary arms

we carry each other.

We were despondent souls in exile!

Now He has called.

So we begin our pilgrimage.

Where stars kiss the sky

we hear the perlocutionary ballads of cosmos

as the incipient seeds of hope, dance.

Where the milky moon is set to flame,

there I will await You.

Where the echo flowers chant Your name,

Our nascent promise blooms.

I find You.

Now we hold our hands

To return to where we came from.

You- I behold within.

It was like finding my Self-

as we were never apart.

I absorbed in You.

One.

No more in the darkness of self imposed exile.

We return to I.

Our journeys illumined.

For,

I’m the Original Light.