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This is actually a musing for which I entered a contest "Voices of Many Lands," and won a second place award.
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There was a time when I knew you in another place, a place of Light and Life, a place without time when we danced upon the stars and had not a care. We were creatures of Light there and we and the Light were one and we moved freely across planes and dimensions and across galaxies in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye. Our thought and our will were our very being and our understanding was perfect without hindering words to confuse or mislead us.
I remember one place when we came upon a great nebula and as we looked upon its swirling figure and saw the great fingerprint of The Almighty Lord of Light we knew that at a place we had not yet seen that we, you and I, would set foot upon the ground of a chosen world and there we should be bound for a time and taste of sorrow and joy. In that place we are tested as if by fire and from the molten core of our beings I see a great transformation and separation that is taking place, and upon the surface of that molten swirling mass which is our being I see as if it were tiny specks of Light which look like stars and call out to Heaven to the source of their very creation, and as I watch even more tiny specks of Light come forth from the depths and join with those who have found their way to the surface and they sing a song that no other can sing and I remember that time when you and I looked upon that great nebula, the beginning of worlds and stars, the beginning of a great creation and at that moment I saw myself as one of those tiny lights and I saw within myself the Finger Print of God…
Nebula by Bryon Smith
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|Reviewed by Regis Schilken
|Nice thoughts for meditation. One wonders about the complexity of the heavens. Where was it before it was here? What keeps it here--why doesn't it just become non-being?
|Reviewed by Frances Seymour
|Byron, When we think about light, we think of God, because He is indeed, the light that lights the way! Blessings...Frances|
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Reviewed by Rafika Anderson
|Your poem reminds me of the Abraham teachings channelled by Ester Hicks. You seem to have the vision to see into the etherworld beyond the physical realm. Outstanding.|
|Reviewed by Rhiannon Waits
|Nice! I really liked that!
|Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic
|Exquisite...you have just described the Twin Flame/Soul concept/connection..YES!!!! Thankyou Bryon!
|Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry
|This is very reminicent of The Revelation, especially that last paragraph. A most interesting and entertaining read, Byron. ~~Bonnie Q
Associate Editor, WA
Waltsan Publishing, TX
|Reviewed by Jim Dunlap
|Interesting. There are a number of elements in this that are very similar to some in a number of my own poems. I suppose
that this is what one would call a prose poem, and it seems to work well that way.
|Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
|what a great poem|