Golden Rays

This poem is about Infusing, warm and golden rays of forgivness.

Golden Rays

This white hot fire surged perimeter of the whole
To run it's gamut undo, and unfold.
Not a singular light, but twain.
Reaching momentum as calm invades the plain.
Breeze of highest breath infuses soul
Never alone, never old.
Word has direction as in this path I hold
Always leading upward to the goal.
Yet,not the vessel nor the sensitive scroll
For golden rays of forgivness light the soul.