Incandescence

To what robed
being,
to what impaneled
jury,
have You assigned
Your case?

Or, perhaps
You are accustomed
to being
Judge and Jury,

because You imagine
that Judgment and Sentence
are conditions of
Your right to
Be You.

Every action
or inaction
set for trial
by that fabled
Jury of your Peers,
real or conjured,

presided over
by the imagined
Judge of Your
peculiar choosing,

divine or
fashioned of
slippery
Universal Laws,
who or which
may choose to
ignore Your
carefully crafted
pleadings.

But what if
one day
You Awaken
to be greeted by
The Light
of a starbright
Revelation
that reveals

Your Soul
has always been
Incandescent
and
The Verdict
on You
has always been

Not Guilty.

(Photo by Korng Sok; UnSplash)