They are messengers from a world unseen
They are literary agents from the Spirit of God
They proceeds from the mind of the Creator
And the Hand that wrote upon the ancient wall

Who shall help the mind express its deeper desires? 
Who shall explore the realms of thoughts so deep? 
Who shall make into lines the hidden things? 
If the poets of the Light be taken from men

The poets exists in realms uncommon
They are inspired from a world unseen
To make the thoughts of men to words
And put into lines the Immortal’s Words

As the prophets of old the poets all cry
Not in the streets but in black and white
They call and cry unto the sons of men
But how many today attends their voice? 

If they be treated as commoners today
Or taken as though they be not at-all
Then shall they return to the realm beyond
Even to the place from whence they came

But their words shall never be removed
For they shall hover from age unto age
And their spirits shall ever linger in their lines
For the poets of the Light are deathless spirits

By Samson Ajilore

Thou Keeper of the ancient doors
Thou Angel of the deep in the light
Thou Spirit in the seers of the times of yore 
Thou that keeps the secrets of the distant future
Thou that preserves the history of the ancient past
Grant thou me entrance through thy door
That I may see into the future with thee 
For unto the prince of darkness the world shall turn
Save thou grant the son of light the future’s light

Unstop my ears to the whispers from the future
Enlighten my eyes to behold the things that shall be
Grant thou me the spirit of the future today
That I might ride on his wings to times yet unborn
Let me soar on the wings of the eagle from the future
That I may see beyond the now and the near
For unto thee the future is as history in the open
And before thy eyes is nothing ever concealed at-all
Quicken my discernment in line with thine
That I may discern the way thou doesth
Move my heart beyond the things of now
That my passions may be for things unseen

Come unto me oh Spirit of the ancient seers 
Come now unto me thou companion of the seers of light
Spirits of my kinds that treaded these realms before me
Grant unto me thine eyes to see beyond the times of now
And spare thou me thy ears to hear from the future 
Say unto me the mysteries that are hidden
Open unto me the choices of men yet unmade

Thou that knowest tomorrow teach thou me
Thou that seeesth tomorrow show thou me
Beyond the quest for the things of now
I crave to see the things to come
As my destiny and inheritance in the light

Thou that came upon Daniel here am I for thee
Thou that came upon John descend now on me
Thou Spirit that was on Patmos be my guide today
Possess thou me, Spirit of the seers in the light
Open am I unto all thy visions
And unto thy voice I yield this day
Grant thou me the pass to the future thou seeth
Thou Keeper of the ancient doors

By Samson Ajilore

Many are the afflictions of the righteous one
Many are the troubles of his soul within
The waters may want to cover him up
The mire may seem to have buried him low
It may look as if there is no hope at-all
As darkness might seems to claim his soul
And the hordes of hell rejoice upon his state

Many around may think he is forever gone
They may not even notice for signs still follow him
His feet may seem far removed from the path of Light
As the struggle between his spirit and soul persists
That keeps the righteous in an inner state of horror 

Confusion may come and his strength might fail
The righteous may wander from the path of light
As the struggle may be on for a very long time
Until he thinks there is no hope of recovery again
And cry day and night “Holy Spirit where art thou? ”

The righteous will not rejoice in unrighteousness
For the spirit of the just is joined with the Christ
And the glorious light of God is bright within him
For The darkness in his soul shall never prevail
As the light in his spirit shall light upon his soul
For darkness cannot truly prevail upon light
No matter how long the struggle might persist

If the just return to the Word of Light
If the just to the Spirit will call and heed
If the just to the Water shall go to wash
Then the cleansing shall begin again within
Until darkness has been fully washed off his soul
And his conscience purged by the Lamb’s own blood
Then shall sin be removed from the righteous’ soul

Suddenly the light of God is upon his path again
And his eyes will begin to clearly see again
For though the righteous may fall seven times
Though he may so fall that the dark seem to have him
He shall never belong to the side of the dark
For light does not belong unto darkness at-all

He shall forever shine again with greater glory
He shall rise again with a brighter light
Then shall it be recalled that the saying is true
That though a just man falls over seven times
He will rise again in all the seven times and over
And will shine again with light greater than former
For the light in him is stronger than all darkness

Therefore fear not oh righteous one of God
And let not your tears forever flow as if hopeless
No matter what you may be going through
Let thy soul to the Light return again and again
And put thy faith in the Love of the God within
For the Holy One does not give up at-all upon you
No matter what you may seems to struggle with

Though thy strength might be failing within thee
And thy walls may seem crumbling before thee
As the gloom seems fastening deeper upon thy soul
Remember there is a greater One within thee
And His strength is made perfect in thy weakness
And His grace is always more than enough for thee
For Light has won and forever shall win over darkness
And In the end thy soul shall be kept as the Lord’s

By Samson Ajilore

HELP ME ~I LOST A LOVED ONE 

Death is not the end in Christ! 
Love has no beginning at all, neither does Love has an end, for God the infinite One is Love, 
And from His Love He called us forth and named us the humankind.
We were together in the Creator joined in His heart from eternity, 
He designed our lives to be with Him in His Spirit in Love.
Until the time He decided to release us to a planet called earth, to love on earth as we love in Him
Our times of release were different but His purpose for us was similar, 
We were to make His love known unto the multitudes also released.
Earth was going to be our training to prove our love for the Creator, 
But the time shall come to depart and return to where we came from.
How sad is the truth we see as our release times differ, 
And the same is true of our departure time.
Death itself is not a set back for we have risen with Christ, 
Resurrection is not a lie but an absolute truth.
Before resurrection came, all humankind died through the first Adam, until Christ came, 
Jesus was the first to conquer both physical and spiritual death.
We that exercise our will on earth to choose Christ have no cause for regret, 
For even when death separates us we know that our resurrection shall reconcile.
We do not have to remain in sorrow knowing our loved ones sleep, 
For soon we shall all meet again and never be separated.
We shall meet in the arms of Love and sing with the saints in glory, 
It shall be songs of victory and joy for sorrows will end and there shall be no more death.
If Christ had not risen from the dead our faith would have been in vain, 
But since Christ has risen from the dead we now have the same hope of resurrection.
We mourn not as if we are hopeless but for a brief departure, 
That resurrection shall soon reconcile
We love all of them that fall asleep and our tears for them are not of loss, 
But of love and the memories we share.
Christ also wept in a funeral for a loved one even though He knew He was going to raise him back, 
We mourn not as hopeless in the face of death but celebrate a life of genuine love.
So grieve not the loss of those that sleep for in Christ death is not the end, 
It is a transition to a higher life.
To be absent in the flesh my friend, Is to be present with the Lord forever, 
When we behold Him at last, His question to us shall be but one…
Did you learn to love my beloved? 
For love is our purpose on earth and a life of love is a life fulfilled! 

By Samson Ajilore