The Agony Of Growth

The pain seems, to me, totally unbearable;
I’m at a loss, to describe how I feel;
my garment, of pain; completely unwearable;
I can no longer sense what is real.

Many think that pain is God’s punishment;
for the many things I have done;
that I am in some form of banishment;
until my penance is done.

Others feel it’s a mere matter of circumstance;
from living in a world of agony and pain;
by the Master; sent here as divine romance;
where all agony and loss; create gain.

We think of growth as a physical reality;
to us; that seems its appropriate role;
but, growth relates to the height of duality;
physicality; a mere picture of the soul.

Pain seems, to us, to come from someplace;
yet, no such place exists;
the mind is the soul for children of grace;
but, the illusions still persist.

Modern medicine; as though repairing a car;
uses technology to assess damage done;
such thinking becomes more than bizarre;
thinking, man can complete; what God had begun;

Our soul created this house where we live;
Evil created this kingdom of pain;
our final destiny, is the love that we give;
all agony and loss brings gain.

Monty 8/17/23. # 1,743