The Hurricane Called Life
All thoughts are within the eye of hurricanes;
where the Consciousness of God is found;
from this kingdom of peace; the Master reigns;
with angelic beings, all around.
Beyond that eye; where the demons all dwell;
truth is supplanted with lies;
the kingdom of earth is a living hell;
professing heaven’s disguise.
Hurricanes are the metaphor of eternal being;
behold all the havoc they wreak;
within their eye; is a kingdom unseen;
where death is merely sleep.
Beware when dwelling outside the eye;
where the whirling winds all dwell;
a place where all demons must go, to die;
for these are the storms of hell;
And yet; all must endure the winds and rain;
to reach a kingdom where God resides;
returning to Eden’s garden, once again;
where peace and love, abides.
Sometimes we think hell is a permanent location;
how can a loving God take us here;
transitions by faith; are beyond imagination;
perfect love; vacates all fear.
The Hurricane is the ultimate metaphor of hell;
on their complete destruction; all can rely;
on the wings of a dove; we may safely dwell;
only peace and love are within its eye.
Monty 1/4/24. # 1,902