I, Author

I, Author

I am the creator

I am the author

I whom wields the pen which is my power

I author who is timeless, not restrained by seconds, minutes or hours

I whom have created many worlds with simple thoughts

I whom have created endless planes where love was found, but many wars have been fought

With a flash of a finger I make the void takes form

Suddenly life detonates and the nothingness has gone

Like a Maestro creating musical life with his baton

I am the dust of the Universe of which all things are made

I was before, still am, timeless, I see no end of days

 

I am the creator

I am the designer

I am the poet

I am the maker

I who have sight beyond sight, I see no horizon

I am the son

I am the sun

The great you call upon

I am the passage to the footstool above the skies

I have wisdom above wisdom, true in form, never a disguise

I am the vessel to middle earth

The passage to a new birth

I am, whom I am.