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
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2013
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