The Age of Evolution

Everyday we march forward into our destiny, realizing so rarely
That which is the inherent plan of this journey undertaken by us
Some have the clarity of mind and belief to understand minutely
And some wade through the inexplicable, seemingly indifferent

Always in the states defined for the ego to subsist, unknowingly
Consciousness of these states leads to their instant disappearance
But so long as the ignorance of the mind keeps the truth hidden
These states shall forever remain shackles, impeding evolution

Beyond doubt is the purpose of our birth, to know the supreme
This highest of all wisdom, the cornerstone of our bliss edifice
Mere stones shall we be, if we choose to forsake the knowledge
The vibrations of cosmic energy will unite on its identification

Nothing but deceit packed into the folds of life’s pretty pattern
Fine thread and the close interlocking, concealing the disgust
What state is being played, the ego shall know but not divulge
To rise above this menagerie of states is to finally see the light

Derangement is what society thrives on for its self fulfillment
Keeping the individual minds fed on lies and crass deception
Open our eyes to these horizons of heaven far beyond society
The revelations of those who’ve crossed shall help us evolve

Let us not give in to the greed, the hunger for singular power
To seek the light which lies within us, share the glory with all
Let the soul rise above the limits we set for ourselves pitifully
A world of freedom then awaits us, of light and love so strong

This was the heaven that was promised at the start of creation
For when man fell from grace and repented his actions forever
The kingdom of light that lies within, said the ancient keepers
They who tasted the nectar of immortality, leading us through

The time has come finally, for the sins accumulated overflows
Whatever time has elapsed, we have but faced the tests sincere
Learning and losing, a battle of wits against that of evolution
And at the threshold of remembrance we find ourselves now

Not to lose the lessons learnt, or the meanings sought in torture
Every whiplash is providence, standing at the gates of paradise
We shall forsake all that we desire with the cunning of mind
To take the first step of breathless independence, of pure joy

The age of evolution is upon us, steadfast shall be our victory