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  • Let There Be Light

    Let There Be Light

    Light comes in,
    And shadows go away,
    Not vanquished,
    But veiled.

    As with concealed memories
    Waiting out there at the edge
    Of consciousness.
    Darkness makes its spooky mark,
    A palimpsest on the fabric of space.

    Yet light could obliterate,
    However,
    The trace remains,
    A black relief.

    As brightness increases,
    Shadows disappear.
    Our form appears to rise, unraveled.
    The more luminous we become,
    The lighter we weigh,
    Through light’s caress matter ends.

    In this equilibrium
    Between seen and unseen,
    Light wipes off what is hidden beneath it.
    But then,
    There is a trick you can do with your fingers:
    Press it.

    Make it brighter
    Or darker, that’s up to you
    The decision is yours
    But it’s something that’s not often known.
    In warm bright or cold dark contact
    Your core discovers how to go down or stay up.

    Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • Luminous Wisdom

    Luminous Wisdom

    When light bursts out,
    night runs away.
    Light wins, erases dark,
    But in shadows, memories stay.
    Marks where dark lived,
    Not gone, just deeper.

    The bright may show
    Where night’s veil once was,
    Walking prints left
    Before being undone.
    As brighter truth shines in, open,
    Less stuff is held in this world’s traps.

    You control the switch
    That lets light’s grace shine,
    When dark creeps back
    With its hidden fears,
    Only a watchful soul can guard
    The small sun that’s near.

    Night hides not just
    What we can’t see,
    But covers the self in shadow,
    Doubting what’s real.
    Turn light inside to
    Light up dark rooms,
    Clearing the dust that blinded
    With its gloom.

    Always changing like sun and moon
    Are the lights and shades.
    What brightness showed
    Must sometimes in night fade,
    As new dawns of light
    Break through with their rays,
    From night’s deep paths,
    Heaven’s secret ways.

    Look too long at suns
    And blind your eyes.
    Through dark you might find
    The balance that brings clear sight.
    Not just chasing any light,
    But watching where its power lies,
    Lest it burns to dead ends,
    Its force drained and dry.

    In cycles of shadow and shine,
    We walk our souls’ ground,
    Each light a step
    On wisdom’s twisting road.
    Hold both light and dark,
    For in their dance we grow,
    Opening old truths
    In the rise and fall.

    Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.