A Destiny Called Love
Destiny is a masterppiece called reality;
reflecting the Master’s infinite will;
perfection brought within Light’s duality;
where death lacks the power to kill.
Like the grasses; life comes and goes;
all essence passes thru a door.
Like the oceans; life ebbs and flows;
till the waves reach life’s shore.
Is Destiny our creator, and Lord of All;
who landscaped earth in beauty;
or an angel; at God’s beck and call;
carrying out his assigned duty?
Is Destiny on duty; every hour and day;
watching over the Lord’s creation;
or does Destiny sometimes get in our way;
whenever we’re gone on vacation?
Destiny is a special form of energy;
consciousness; within its being;
Destiny has no favorites; you nor me;
but it’s all powerful and all seeing.
Destiny is the power behind God’s will;
his will fits God’s, like a glove;
Destiny wasn’t given the power to kill;
such is restricted to God above.
Only He, who creates; is able to destroy;
the serpent has no such power;
all was created for the Master, to enjoy;
that only love would flower.
Monty 4/14/24. # 2,071