Stuff

Why is it I want what others have;
no matter what it might be?
Greed requires some sort of salve;
that all might forever be free.

Nothing, earned or given, will be enough;
tho what I have is sufficient;
our lives can’t be measured, by our stuff;
or everyone will be deficient.

Passions are measured by love and greed;
and, I’ll never feel that I have enough;
all of my wants, far exceed what I need;
“Dear Lord, I just want more stuff.”

These were thoughts; spoken as a child;
when “everything” was never enough;
in the fullness of time, I was reconciled;
and no longer enamored with stuff.

But, stuff is the essence of all there is;
all energies and substance combined;
and now, I’m drawn to the love of His;
for it is the stuff of the Master’s design.

So, now that I’ve grown; become a man;
I find all that stuff, the silliest;
only love, itself, have I grown to demand;
and all other stuff, supercillious.

The Master formed us from energy stuff;
from his Consciousness in heaven above;
and, He has deemed us more than enough;
to become His children of love.

Monty 3/8/22. # 1,012