Investments are made for posterity in the name of wealth
But more often than not they are for us quite in stealth
We cease to question our motives after a while in weariness
But unasked questions shall fester leading to drab existence
Our power is trammelled quite by our own admissions of guilt
And it waits in quite supplication, only requiring end of deceit
Manifestation is effortless to the unfettered soul of divine essence
A life burdened by ego's sacrifices can never step into its presence
Our responsibility is immense and so are the powers that we acquire
There is no life that can have an experience that it did not aspire
Every occurrence close to life's origin is blessed with subtle light
As we create an arrow of time, its flight causes separation and fright
My investment is now beyond the material plane and is energy's form
I am focusing that behind the varying appearance to become the norm
Travelling on beams of endless light I look back at universal cataclysms
I can choose order or chaos without guilt as universes perish in paroxysms
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