I cannot be taken away from.
He has made me as I am-
connected ray or beam passing through
invisible chasm, over
the contours of a heart i cannot see.
A path in Him can only be
a wavelength, never interrupted…
Enjoy me, or not; be illuminated or bored
I do not care anymore
the roads above are made of light
I am here as I am, to shine-
Multifarious diademic gem on His Staff, or a diamond mine
somewhere
On His robe, nearby His Heart.
And I will glow because of my location there
Because He enjoys it as sunrise passing
through the thread of dusk
And I will serve with myself; this husk will be a prism!
I am translucent
His Wisdom turns
the right color towards you
His emblazoned words emit
in a complimentary way
I am a translator of light, and
Light knows by shining. This
Is the epistemology of light
