Creation One

Once upon a time, the Lord of spiritual consciousness Was sitting peacefully on His blissful throne Ceaselessly contemplating upon His equilibrium T’ was the era of no moon, no sun, no stars, no earth, No oceans, no rivers Just a motionless, timeless and deathless entity it was Happy with His existence Suddenly the thought of sacred motion was felt Deep down in his essence Seeking the chaos to be stirred From its core outwardly Consequently separating the light from the darkness and All the other elements that constitute the Cosmos Thus giving birth immediately to old mighty time When Time: This wizard of celestial art found himself alive His expert hands stretched in advance, wanting to create For that the plastic energy he took, that was everywhere around And skillfully and patiently the Cosmos carved according to the Logos Creating thus, the nebulae, the galaxies, the stars and all the other planets. Then God looked at times creation and marveled with its beauty But as there was no life to be seen in all of this creation The thought of desire was born in God to inhabit every place For that out of himself he cut myriads of blazing souls Which like shooting stars he sent downwards to animate nature, That was the way the souls beamed to manifestation’s cosmic sphere Radiating their luminosity to reality’s lower planes Bringing with them the sacred principles to denser forms of life As they were passing from the spiritual, the mental and the astral And finally materializing, themselves on the physical solid plane Where life began on earth, with God’s will and grace! ©Demetrios Trifiatis 14 January 2013