Pilgrim's Progress

Pilgrim’s Progress






I took the first step, back then

Shaped and formed by reality

Something yet lived within



It pushed me, urged me,

Made me step forward

Made me look back



Aghast at the wrong

In need of forgiveness

So I lurched from surety into uncertainty



Saddled by my history

Burdened by my shame

A refugee, fleeing reality



A burnt husk of hope, still ember cored

The pilgrim’s load

The stone in my shoe

The lodestone



A flame still alive

The torch of hope

My extra burden



In search of my Christ

Looking here and there

I see Lucifer

Masquerading



Disguising itself as love

As unity

As freedom



Pouring forth streams of acolytes

Feigners and deceivers and their deceived

Their torches aloft



And I ask

Why are we seemingly forsaken

Meek and weak



And is it that we have become

And that becoming is misshapen

And love has turned its back



And hope is all that remains

A flickering now faltering certainty

That all will end well



And what if there are seven rays

And our masters fear them

And our masters co-opted their coming

Built them in

So that we would distrust them



And what if we found each other

And accepted what our instincts tell us



Born of ordinariness

Full of sin but knowing

Living flames of truth

Bathed in shame



And knowing it is not "I" that speaks now

But the living essence of truth

The love that is better than the human "I" am

The heart of the matter

The heart of the universe



And can seven be enough

Merely one for each billion

To bring the beauty in man to the surface

To anchor our kind to the future

And reshape our being



And I know it is not “I” that speaks for love

But the core of “I”

The voice inside that is the universe

Calling

And knowing We Are



And I am nothing

And have no worth

Can not cast the first stone

Nor want to throw

But knowing the time has come



And waiting to hold your hand.

  With Love Olive Farmer & Aktina Pempti xxx xxx xxx