Spirit Boats

Stars disgorge energy in waves by fissile pulsations Equally in all directions, but do not call it darkness Where those come not our way. Darkness is A matter of perspective. A rainbow of photons ignites our neural lanterns; 3D portals to navigate the pitch, the default state. You and I stand in the same primordial darkness As “In the beginning.” The light is within, only. Spirit boats, carrying light as once the living carried, Follow a course shrouded in a mist of tears To be reborn into the light as it was before the Fall, Like one emerging from a cave through a waterfall.