The Light of Death

 Imagine a light, 

 Which feeds the darkness, 

 Imagine a light, 

 From the crushing of life, 

 Within a dark star,

 Where physics is lost, 

 With gravity so great, 

 Nothing can escape, 

 With gravity so great, 

 Nothing survives.  

 There is a place, 

 Where reality ends,

 There is a place, 

 Time slows to a stop, 

 When matter comes in, 

 Dark energy leaves, 

 Through space and time, 

 Radiating out, 

Eating through time,

Winding down.

 This energy of entropy,
 Is it the reason for time?
 This energy of entropy,
 Is it the cause of change?
 Trees rising and falling,
 Lives beginning and ending,
 Where souls take shape,
 Standing on the edge of forever,
 Where  souls take shape,
 Upon this temporal stage.

 There is a great force,
 Countering energy of change,
 There is a force,
 Against which nothing can stand,
 For the meaning of love,
 Is letting go of fear,
 It is the beginning of creation,
 From which reality flows,
  It is the beginning of creation,
 Overcoming death itself.

 Love is true light,
 Only coming from the heart,
 Love is true life,
 Only seen from the heart,
 Bending the laws of physics,
 Changing the rules of time,
 Life becomes renewed,
 From the force that never falters,
 Life becomes renewed,
 Outshining the light of death.

The Trick of Darkness

 Darkness is the trick of the light, 

 An illusion of physics in nature, 

 As every atom not completely cold, 

 Releases heat in the form of photons, 

 Making even the darkest of nights, 

 A dazzling display for the soul. 

 Darkness is a trick of emotion, 

 As any heart given the space of peace, 

 Feels the precious breath of God, 

 Imparting the strength of love,

 Within darkness no greater comfort, 

 Becoming the steadfast joy of faith. 

 For there is no colorless environment, 

 Only colors human eyes cannot see,

 As the mind comprehends many,

 And the soul is aware of the infinite, 

 For there are no hopeless endings, 

 When the heart sees all through love. 

 For this is the meaning of truth, 

 As no words contain all truth of meaning, 

 Since our hands only extend a few feet, 

 And reality extends forever, 

 Our souls not limited by sight, 

 See all through the light of love. 

The Weight of Time

"If gravity and light both hold a complimentary nature of being observable in waves or particles, both energy particles have no true weight, and gravity has affect on both time and light, then would a greater understanding of time be achieved by factoring it into mathematical models using the similar parameters of photons and gravitons?"

Time is a mysterious thing,

Trapping us in the present,

With memory of the past,

And no future to see.

All things are in motion,

As everything is of mass,

Mass is composed of energy,

Moving in time to be.

Gravity is tied to motion,

The living abiding in gravity,

And gravity facilitating motion,

Giving measurement of time.

The motion of the living,

Is bathed within light,

Radiating all things,

Within the darkness to shine.

Atoms in the darkness,

Lift their electrons gaining energy,

Eventually loosing force,

As a photon of light.

Perhaps gravity does the same,

Creating attraction between bodies,

So that we stay close together,

In the darkness of night.

Now light and gravity,

Both being in particles and waves,

Share another common factor,

In having no mass.

So if one affects time,

In curving its line,

Could the other affect properties,

And allow us to pass?

To know what is,

And to know what was,

Is easy in comparison,

To knowing what will be.

But the perspective of light,

Was created for vision,

Though we use very little,

For with which to see.

With bending these forces,

A door may swing open,

In the energy of reality,

So that we may walk through.

Yet when reentering our universe,

Through a different doorway,

Upon your arrival,

What would you do?

So if God is eternal,

He is outside of time,

And can see all our futures,

Just as we see today.

So whatever you may face,

If there is such a guide,

Just reach out to Him,

To see what He may say.

Beyond the Temporal

Where is the soul,

Within this world?

For it can not be measured,

Nor can it be seen,

Yet each soul manifests,

Through a living body.

So if our bodies are here,

Existing in the physical,

Then where do souls reside?

From a place beyond dimension,

God gives us each connection,

Through the touch of life.

So here we are then,

Seeking coffee in the morning,

To pay our bills before evening,

Passing each other in a second,

Each wondering what to feel,

And each asking ,“What is real?”

If our souls are not on Earth,

Where do they roam in dreams?

Reality as it seems,

Where time is out of place,

Giving time to ponder,

Existence outside space.

For all physical is energy,

And God is energy supreme,

With mind and heart perfection,

As we give miracles inspection,

Does not energy change energy?

And with God how perfectly.

We sometimes see a thing,

But was it really there?

A flash of shadow or feeling,

Can send our fears reeling,

When our realms come together,

At their weakest points.

So when we pass from here,

Should we then doubt or fear?

When God stands in all realms,

And we choose Him for life,

We are held safely from the Void,

With reality found in love.

The Waters of Light

Color is never the same,

Wherever you may go,

Each place having character,

Singing under the sun,

For all light is like water,

Taking all that it touches,

Light takes on the leaves,

Traveling through the woods,

Light takes on the flowers,

As it touches every garden,

The rocks and the mountains,

Lend light their strength,

And the palette of colors,

Combines to form the song,

As the song of light in Europe,

Speaks of history and culture,

The art of living love,

And the style of loving life,

The light within America,

Is diversity in unison,

As many come together,

In forming something new,

While the light of the Orient,

Speaks of ancient secrets,

From the first beat of a heart,

Unto love surpassing time,

While the light from each star,

Contains a little of all things,

For it passes through the universe,

To touch our very souls,

And from the heart of God,

These waters pour to us,

Quenching every thirst,

As the heart sees all light.