Lumen, Carpe Lumen
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Lumen, Carpe Lumen
Light, Seized Lumen
In the beginning, there was Light.
The light seized man and woman,
caressing their skinā¦
it held their hands
and hopes and smiles and desires.
They needed the light so badly,
that their lives depended on it.
The Light seized them,
so in true form, and in turn,
every day, they seized the light back.
The light was made to fit inside of them,
and now they carry it wherever they go.
Their eyes, like the stars,
are just a hint, or glimmer of the light beyond the great expanse.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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When Good and Evil Sing
I donāt like to hear evil sing as loud as good. Sometimes, evil sings loudest. But, good has already triumphed and sung the final note, if you think about it all. Yin and yang doesnāt make sense because good has overcome. Do we see the good loud and clear all the time? No. Sometimes, no. But good is on the way. Justice, is the wrapping paper that covers good. Sometimes justice gets torn and thrown away but it was used to usher in good. It had worth, even though it tarried along the way. When evil takes the stage, remember good already dropped the mic and nothing in history or truth can simply change that.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
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Ah, carpe lumen ā¤ļø I so love this. May we shine for all to seeā¦ āļø
Wow - so this makes me think of the light in eyes - how it sparkles, or dims, or clouds over, or is washed with tears - or goes out in death.
What a lovely and inspirational poem.