The Luminous Path

This is a philosophical poem I wrote, it is sort of a theory that came to mind one night that I just ran with in a freestyle poem where I just wrote each idea as they came to me.

Here we are we've gone too far.
Twisted, lonely roads lead us all towards the balance...
Arrival at truths, are we prepared to uncover?
Truths of our universe.
As unique as a dream.
A set course, in actuality.
Pre-determined at Genesis, by a force unknown.
All that is or ever will be, fates entertained in symmetrical shine.
Viewed through only divine eyes.
Our universe is chaos...
Continuum of spiralling abyss, beyond the grasp of mortal minds.
All things tangible, spiritual beginning and ending in cycles.
Loops and circuits that never alter. Never falter.
Like programmed software code.
Our universe thru a gods eyes looks like a vast strand of life.
Glowing bright with the power of residual emotions left like artifacts, imprinted in time...
Each energy signature weaving perfect harmony.
Always bringing all things inevitably to an unknown end.
A great awesome revelation.
Our mortal vessels reside on a physical plane.
Where logic and physics reign.
But it is by our energies we are defined.
By our souls were identified.
Our chi exists in a spiritual plane.
Created nor destroyed.
Physical realm of no concern.
To these spirits, mortal life is but a gasp.
Little more than a sigh or quick breath.
There is no escape however...
No refuge from the pale riders light.
Even gods will die.
Eternal is a lie.
All that is tangible and magical, will drift and die.
Life will ebb and flow.
Like the Earth's oceans tides...
But its ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
Water to earth.
Becoming mud.
From the fire the universe was forged.
And within these same flames she will surely die...
Moisture loses density, as it takes flight up on high
Vapor then feed upon our clear warm skies
Regains it's lost mass
Until it falls back to the earth, as rain, snow, and ice
All circles...
The only perfect thing ever created by God.
Spiral, cycle, circle of life.
It drives all instincts and intelligent minds.
Lightning crashes, thunder cries.
Life is full of beauty, sadness, miracles and evils.
But it all comes back eventually.
Emotions, auras, energies.
Free will, thoughts, karma, chi.
All make up our souls ID.
Souls are immortal, pure energy.
So maybe now you see, there is a path.
A plan.
Fated conclusion so grand.
A great and final end, will spell out the reasons for it all...
And the end to time as well.
All will cease to be.
So be at ease, relax.
Enjoy the simple things.
Because at the sunset of all that we know...
The gods will mourn and rejoice.
Angels will breath sighs of relief and weep.
And eternal spirits, will at long last sleep..
THE END........