Bijou, March 7, 2015

Bijou, March 7, 2015

Solar Ball

 

“Glowing candle, no torch in sight,
Glowing orb filled with might,
Blessing wax as the sun
Rises full on green one.

 

All is seen, stands revealed;
Sun has risen, earth stands still.
All the mountains of man’s doubt
Melt as wax when wick’s about.

 

When wick is lighted, flame is found;
Wax comes tumbling to the ground.
When the ground is green, as planned.
There is the fertile soil I AM.

 

In that knowing, barrier falls
And leaves only glowing Solar Ball.

 

– Kenneth G. Mills, Anticipations, Pg. 62

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