Shades of contemplation

Some lights in the light have enlighten visibility,
like a fallen star seeming incredible.
The fly by of a wishing well,
so much about yourself it can tell.
The constant maternity towards the ultimate light,
is the absolute vulnerability to the ability of all might.
The light that throws no more shade,
like the rainbow seeming there and fades.
Impressions of memories that holds the maturity,
shades of light towards the self sanctuary.
Asking for absolution with your hand in the cookie jar,
kills the little light what brought you so far.
Pouring in the sacred still admiration,
celestial potential need the human soul for administration.
Reflections by wisdom and gratitude,
in the now of eternal symmetry in solitude.
Some lights still shinning long after decay,
observing them by today.
Those lights with its echo in mind,
are the shinning leisure of its kind.
Joyful stardust attending its course,
creating the dreamers journey to the source.
Shades of light are the hand of negation,
distinguished to our habitation.
The light in us we need to follow,
shadows of the ego to overcome, that it takes to allow.