Set Adrift On a Sea Of Light . . .

Set adrift on a sea of light

Only let its tides take you where they will

Trust to that great underlying Thing

That you be washed up on some friendly shore---

Whether rough, rocky, even treacherous

Look at it not with the eyes of an old world but new

Even, hardly shelving, fine sandy beaches

Can be deceiving---

Strong counter-currents taking you out and out

As you attempt to land

Tens of times, perhaps, you have drifted

Upon the mirrored surface of your own subject

Felt it, enjoyed it, but shrinking from its beauty

Afraid to find it verify the virtue you deny is in you

But, it is true, so it is there---

Though you quickly look away---

In false pride ashamed of your own outworked gift---

The task set before you

So infused in your every subconscious thought

So, a part of you

That it cannot be separated to see itself

Without the agony of the soul reflecting mirror

Upon the sea of light---

The raw of self afraid of its own beauty

For it knows it is corrupted---  

Though no one has told it

But there is another who would be same

And he looks at you

And sees nothing but himself gifted you

Take every ounce of courage---

Look deep---

You are the reflection of love divine

And the object of his selfless adoration---

The apple of his eye

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-From:  Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3;
("The Task Set...A Sea Of Light;" & "Set Adrift On A Sea Of Light:" dedicated to Raymond J. Scott.)