Instrument of Divine light

Let gods will be done, iam only a poet of love, an instrument for light. Help my words become true God, to help others through the night
To lift up and be the shoulder when others need a helping hand. Give me wise ears, so i can listen and understand.
Iam God, and Iam love, wishing to clean the dust off, and see myself through clarities eyes. All veils removed..all revealed inside, the inner light, with peace combined.
I desire to be nothing else, but a service for human kind, whether right or wrong, just love is all i need to carry on.
Through the unconditional love of day and night. Through passing gardens that sway. The wind that blows through each persons hair, let it be light, for them to realize why there here.
Each puzzle piece, in this school of thought, i could ponder and ponder all night. But i as always, and forever will be, just a poet...an instrument of divine light.