A ballad for hopeful seekers
Let me pose an inquiry:
how would you know
if you lived in a shadow?
Imagine emerald-bright plains,
Darkness would smother
the open pastures,
all you would know is dark.
Shade would chill your bones,
and tender soul,
all you would know is cold.
The daylight would burn dull,
all you would know is a sun with no might.
In the shadow,
you know nothing.
The sun spins
‘round the Earth,
a stupid rounding clock—
tick tock, tick tock.
Crunch on a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios,
munch on a granola bar
while checking your Twitter feed
and thinking about something you dream’d,
flooring the gas, make some coffee with heavy cream
at work. When it’s all done
night’s still brighter than day.
You bring all your intellect,
there’s this one question:
how would you know
if you lived in a shadow?
Another vapid sun cycle begins.
You’re done.
There’s nothing to do but run
from meaningless reality.
Ride your bicycle in a dreary
park thinking the darkness has won.
A boy in ordinary jeans, a regular T-shirt,
and dirty shoes catches your eye.
He’s feeding a homeless man.
Learn, you’re in Plato’s Cave.
The shadow is obvious.
You breathe it, they don’t.
They exhale love, and you crave.
The question returns:
how would you know
if you lived in a shadow?
See a light,
unmistakable and bright.
It towers on a hill beckoning
all to it, and there you escape
the Kingdom of Darkness
enter the Kingdom of Light.
The King will give you a torch to fight.
The blight will surrender,
the Powers of Darkness shriek in fright,
and the people in the shadows of the cave
will see what they crave.
Live in the Shadow of the Almighty,
my friend, it’s the light.
Now how would you know
If you lived in a shadow?
A meaningful homily
In the moment, futures feel
heavy, uncertain, and dazed.
Desires hold you and kill
in darkness’s binding maze.
In the moment, what should you do?
Value and meaning escape meaningless
life. You cannot construe
thought nor deed to avoid regress.
In the moment, hearts fail
as hopes die in striving strong
for your plans. Inhale
divine love to truly belong.
In a moment, fear will feel
featherweight, as if loving
God came to feel
your real pain and love.
In a moment, light will arrive
awe strike and purposeful
work come. You will live
improving God-given love and never dull.
Light breaks through
One word stands stark
One word absolves dark
One word is an ark
One word builds good men
One word speaks good will
One word for good will prevail
One word no men can ever block
One word will make evil balk
One word engraves every blessing
One word empowers meek
One word heals weak
One word strengthens me
Light
This is the Kingdom of Light.
Everything else begins here. Love. Truth. Freedom. Real motivation dwells here, and this motive inspires you to really live. Previously, I have sought these things outside of the Kingdom and tried to make my own Kingdom for them. It didn’t work.
The real Kingdom of Light is a place where people love other people because God loves us all. It’s a space where no evil penetrates its ethereal walls. It’s impossible to get in and impossible to get out, yet anyone can come or go freely. It’s our place where God says humanity will accept its true natural order instead of taking the counterfeit Earth we live on now.
Be apart of this Kingdom through running to the King. We need no “eternal progression” here. You cannot work your way in. Simply accept the King’s invitation.
Welcome to the Kingdom of Light, and bring a friend.
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