The Beckoning: A Call To Action (Begin Your Dreams!)

Think--- I won’t

Feel--- I can’t anymore

See! I want you to see

I want you to see those who aren’t and those who can’t be

I want you to know that this burnt remain of mangled matter isn’t the only meal

I want you to know that life doesn’t have to nauseate like a vertiginous carnival wheel

I want you to steal back what was yours and still can be

I want you… to feel

I want you to remember

Remember the sun

The way is rises and sets

Does it not forget to rise again?

Does it not forget to take back its accession in the sky?

It takes back what was His and illuminates the earth

To release its permanent ember giving it new birth

Remember after the storm the sun is unveiled

And the tale of its wonder reappears and its luminescence glimmers on the green

It bounces, and rolls, and flies as it revives and gives depth and color and reveals the real scene

The colors you forgot at darkness now are uncovered

And now the calumny set by the Cimmerian shade is severed by brilliant truth in its excellence

You now see completion

You now see perfection in its most realistic and transcendent form of exactness and precision

You now see the impeccability of Nature’s merit

You now know beauty exists and it is ideal to agree with its quality of superiority

You now know the paragon upon which it lies upon

Us.

You and I

Me and you

It shines on us

Beckoning to us to start on cue

To commence from whence this phenomenon emanates

Perfection

We start at and with Perfection

Where darkness leaves and deception flees

This is where we start, here and now

Can you see it?

Opportunity resonates in the vicinity as undeniable as the soul, cell, and psyche of Nature’s trifecta

The sounds are as boisterous and resplendent as the sounds of a symphony orchestra

The world is now painted by radiant rays

It beams and paves the ways of paths now possible

It makes the harsh blur and intimidating memories of nights past tolerable

As it flows side by side, over and under, and even through life it self

It is now your valiant companion, now utilize it!

Take off like the charge of a thousand cavalry soldiers

Explode into the air and rain down like a volcano after it smolders

Pick up life’s sword and weald it as musketeers of old

Fire and reload your gun forever and expect no return as those of The Revolutionary War

Run as the Spartans ran as they clashed with the Persians and created a shock so sore

That the sky fell with fear and the earth shook in its shadow of courage and endurance

This is the reality of light, this is perfection, this is the precipice of Life it self

This is truth!

See! Feel! Think!

See the path placed before you if you but step one foot

Feel the light as it warms and injects and inflicts and puts the ability to think in your soul!

If you but let it

But this is all I can say

All I can ask

All I can beg until you choose to do it on your own

All I can play until you learn to play your own tone

This is now when you decide

Whether you take the boost of the Ocean’s wave or be swallowed by it’s riptide

The truth may be the light, and the light you may find

But until you decide to progress instead of assuming permanence of darkness

You not only choose to not live but you choose to be blind