Pour Light Through The Door

I was taken by the way
you poured light in the door
through the many windows
down onto the floor.

Somehow it belongs to you
your eyes or then the smile
So bright but now much more
intense obscuring time and styles. 

Our people always
up and down
fun and misery
miracles
then righteous thought
then renewed poverty.

So you mean now
seriously it's time 
to start again
first rewriting history

Tesla and the rest

everything going away
while we sleep they change
beds and linens everything
perceptions newly gained ?

Clarity of vision 
coming down the road
I can't wait it's paradise
freedom coming home.

Much more of course
along the way
pain and struggle too
watching

Pilate stand
tied and at attention
before he meets with You.