Love In The Air
How is it I feel so much love in the air;
as reality is fading slowly away;
knowing there’s one, longing to share;
a love, long ago, gone astray?
The physical world is simply illusion;
created from the reality, above;
light brought about hate’s conclusion;
cast down from a kingdom of love.
We exist in a kingdom that evil created;
the yeast of life; attempting to leaven;
seeking only love; that all have awaited;
found only in the kingdom of heaven.
Do energies exist; devoid of appearance;
solely within thoughts of the mind;
energies having only love’s adherence;
with divisions and hate; left behind?
Physical reality portrays winners and losers;
life is but a constant competition;
often teaching, beggars can’t be choosers;
an endless cycle of repetition.
Yet; all of us are beggars; before our Master;
bringing our petitions before his throne;
failing to seek favor; we all court disaster;
for He is our only path home.
How is it I feel so much love in the air;
is it the Master, drawing near?
I sense his love ever drawing me there;
God’s love is nothing to fear.
Monty 11/20/23. # 1,857