From the darkness
Comes the light
At the speed of it's highest vibration
Bright
White Anti-night
Enabling visualization
Full of the red of the reddest fire
The blue of the bluest sky
The green of the greenest emerald isle
The yellow in the old mans eye
The old mans eye, sigh......
The old mans eye has seen the light
Seen for his generation
When he was young
He drank of the Sun
And dreamed of harmonization
Now as he lays
At the end of his days
The light through his eyes is no more
But the light thats without is also within
Much brighter than eyes ever saw
For from the spirit comes a light
At the speed of it's highest vibration
Brighter
Whiter
Dazzling anti-nighter
Enabling realization
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem