Destiny’s Clock
In the essence of time; all things become;
as tho everthing is contemporaneous;
all energy of consciousness; came from one;
the creation of life was spontaneous.
Creation occurred; like winding a clock;
then time, itself, was set in motion;
the creation, begun; would never stop;
eternity evolved as an endless ocean.
Life was the flow of a river of time;
its clock would never wind down;
all of life is eternal; a destiny sublime;
in its flow, only evil would drown.
Death was the river, reaching the ocean;
the ebb of life’s eternal flow;
destiny required there always be motion;
activity causes all life to grow.
The waves of the ocean reached the shore;
it was time for new life to began;
the flow of life, had returned, once more;
and God had created the man.
Within man a seed of perfection was sown;
love would grow, in the essence of time;
the harvest would reap the love fully grown;
and the woman became love sublime.
The clock of destiny wound by the Divine;
death sown, was God’s promise to keep;
no grave could hold back the waves of time;
love was the harvest, all life would reap.
Monty 12/11/24. # 2,504