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"A Sense Of Limbo" (by Joe DiMino)
I asked the sun
Why all the light?
Surely you, the one of sight,
If not for light
There would be
And the dark
Without a brilliant spec
Even if that dark evil
Is not evil
Fond of evil?
Content to know no other
A dark harmony
If not for you
Blazing lover, light;
I have heard
There are fires in hell;
Do they ask
Is that your light as well?
Purification or incineration?
I have touched a flame
Felt no difference .
(Physical light, while a representation of divine light manifest
to man, manifests according to our consciousness, in direct relationship
to our point of progress as we evolve toward higher vibration
of being. I have touched divine light, and though hotter, beyond
imagination, there is no pain and only a sense of pure love. Yet
if we come too close to light in our physical worldwell,
I am certain all of us have been burned more than once. This is
not a contradiction of light and love, but only a sign that there
is much yet for us to evolve toward leaning our strengths beyond
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