Raindrops Of Reality
Life is a slowly developing dream;
crescendoing within a duality;
mirroring a rapidly flowing stream;
merely raindrops of reality.
It all began in a realm of thought;
a universal consciousness;
a foundation for a reality wrought;
birthed of righteousness.
Life began at Thought’s discretion;
a living, flowing stream;
branching out in every direction;
a living, breathing dream.
Life is the river; we all partake;
we’re leaves; upon its tree;
baptized in the devil’s mistake;
only God can set us free.
Raindrops; falling down from above;
with a gift of life; from the I Am;
only put faith in the Master of love;
put no trust in the man.
Life is the river; flowing downstream;
created in the heavens, above;
fulfillment of the Master’s dream;
we are God’s gift called love.
Death is the culmination of our creation;
the end of earth’s endless night;
God’s love reaches ultimate saturation
as raindrops return to the Light;
Monty 11.9.25. # 3,043