A Hurricane Called Life
It began as a mere tropical depression;
concealing its ominous future within;
eventually tranformed into insurrection;
for that’s how all hurricanes begin.
A metaphor of the rebellion of man above;
launched against the authority of God;
though receiving the Master’s eternal love;
believing the serpent’s lies and fraud.
In heaven the thoughts of waves, and winds;
created an illusion of a physical storm;
conflict in heaven, to this new world, descends;
a reality, for those who would not conform.
We were born, on earth, in the eye of the storm;
with peace and serenity, around us;
the tropical depression begins to form;
and, winds and waves confound us;
We spend our lives seeking a permanent eye;
for we surmise that peace is our goal;
but, we’re not here to laugh; only to cry;
for, such leads to growth of the soul.
We feel great peace as we enter the eye;
tho knowing there’s more yet to come;
the storm surge and winds give their reply;
for our tribulations are not yet done.
A hurricane called life is the gaunlet we face;
all established, by the Master, above;
each hurricane, before us, we must embrace;
for, within its eye, is love.
Monty 10/15/22. # 1,307