Into The Sublime

from the beginning of time

every generation has produced a poet 

whose words give birth to change.

for there are chapters of life 

whose verses are in need of rediscovery 

like archaeological artifacts buried deep 

beneath the catacombs of libraries

where treasure maps that lead to awakening are unearthed &

then placed on display 

in order to gain a glimpse 

of the ways that past civilizations

culturally contributed

to the catalyzation of consciousness.

granted some societies from the continents

were subject to greater spiritual sapience

it is the human story

that should serve as the source of inspiration

for each and every souls attempt

to ascend into the sublime.

and it is poetry 

that has lent prose and rhyme

to form the ladder for us to climb

into the upper heights

as there were once ancient prophets

who would enter a particular temple

to speak what was right

where open mics were often unwelcomed

like the truth is today 

in our age on stages

yet it is the purpose of the poet

who must nevertheless find their voice &

with courage address all social ills

as well as as the hopes of these present days

offering words that both cut and heal

while praying that their seeds 

fall on fertile soil so that the field

may yield fruit upwards to 100 fold.

a tale is told of a master Poet

who prophetically spoke in parables &

it is said of Him that his riddles were so simple

that often they were misunderstood

on account of his profound ability

to bring heaven's mysteries down to earth

in such a way that even a child 

was able to perceive the essence

of the reality which he described.

yet it is a pity that for His words

He was crucified by those whose tongues

were covered in lies

as they despised the very light

which gave them life.

and even now the righteous continue to fight

with these same serpent offspring of the night

who have taken every step to eclipse the Son &

prevent eyes from beholding creation with pure insight.

this is why poetry must be the tool 

that the poet must use to enlight

this world of shadows

wielding pens when in battle

piercing minds with the sharpest of thoughts

smiting ignorance and deception

with each strategic stroke of the wrist &

movement of the lips

until all that causes discord meets death

so that 

at last

the only reality that victoriously exists

results from the word made flesh &

the spirit of righteousness

that rises from the abyss;

this dear readers

is no myth

but a secret kept from eyes

for millennia in the vaulted archives

of those who have held power &

religiously control populations 

in an effort to resurrect Babel's tower

where tongues were confused &

peoples were scattered

for their rebellious plots 

against the Kingdom of the Word

whose eternal nature is the nucleus 

of all matter and things ordinary and divine

so that what becomes of creation

will be the intended universal order of the Creator

when humankind finally steps
into the sublime.