Fifty Fifty

It's now time to rise with my dawn. It's time to be free. So daily, He speaks, "Let there be light. Let there be me." And I, with my whole self, Agree. Into the void there once spoke a voice. Dipping out for a while from an ceasing paradise, The most extravagant majesty stopped, And tuned his resonance onto a particular frequency, And swift with a laser beam of source energy Sharp and direct, there formed from moving lips the First word of the phrase, "Let there be," Which when spoken by Him, a prefix with capability To achieve the impossible. Into the dark came a sound so vast it Turned into sight as the word light burst from Another realm into this, made time and dawn and Rose in the sky. Into my void spoke a voice. Stepping out for a while from an ceasing paradise, Silently He had walked on a road by my Side. Now He stopped, turned, and tuned His Resonance to that microscopic frequency that is me. With one simple look from eyes behold eternity, He said, "I see," into the place where dark Should not be. It's now time to rise with my dawn. It's time to be free. So daily, speaks, "Let There be Light. Let There be And with My Whole self, It's now time to rise with my dawn. It's time to be free. So daily, He speaks, "Let there be Light. Let there be me." And I, with my whole self, Agree.