The Climax
All reality ascends to its climax;
its ultimate highest; its peak;
then slowly descends right back;
its ebb and flow is unique.
Why can’t it simply keep on going;
aren’t there new heights; to reach?
There is a special season for growing;
and new wisdom; God must teach.
Each life, we live, contains a lesson;
one, the soul needs to know;
every life contains love’s expression;
enabling our soul to grow.
Growth isn’t only about physicality;
inside is where all shall begin;
the essence about all of reality;
all truth is contained within.
Life is water, reaching the shore;
then; it returns to the sea;
love; its climax; it returns, for more;
that’s how life’s designed to be.
Love is pure energy; given a soul;
capable to endure endess stife;
an ebb and flow is its role;
love is the soul of life.
Life must reach its climax, called death;
physicality is unable to roam;
even the trees, breathe their last breath;
all love is destined to go home.
Monty 6/29/23. # 1,646