Peer

The concentration in his dawn
When he looked in awe and yet forlorn
He took out a pen and began to draw
He birthed the faces of those he saw
And like a hand of glory they began their tour
They grew into roles that asked for more
And taught like life was worth fighting for

They rested well for each day was unsure
The terrain exciting. Their own glory awaiting. Pure. Godly.
Their being streamed in light yet hidden in the shadows they watched over their nights.

Whence he came she felt delight to see a devine silvery blue shining light.
And he her grateful oversight.
So they ruled the heavens and what was to be right. And birthed them threefold children of the light to shower fresh love and extraordinary light.

Shon peace through hearts as archangels bent foes, lifting curses and piercing light moulds into the dark; warriors of light.
Who's with me they prayed in legion with angelic force and piercing might.

Humble knowings lead to devine intercourse as life grew anew, and miracles brought new light afterlife.
Raised the reeped with lightening brightness as the christ, ascended masters and leaders of light weeped with gladness.

Human eyes reflecting their greatest needs, wiping clean disrespect of animalistic greed.
And the skies opened up uplift in them my sons and daughters, the new and the old, the sacred, profound and the slaughtered, be healed it offered in mind, body and soul, in energy, in life, in leadership and in life goal.

Then she took notice. This poet. All who know it. So it was. As above so below.
The kiss was heard like an arrow, crisp and cleared.