The Pinnacle Of Love
Every mountain has its peak;
every ocean has its depth;
every love becomes unique;
without it, life is bereft.
Destiny creates our ebb and flow;
reality is constant motion;
deciding when we come and go;
driven by love’s devotion.
Life is created to never stand still;
even the leaves fall to the ground ;
all must bend to the Father’s will;
for, there is where peace is found.
Love is the creator of everything;
nothing came about by chance;
only love makes all the birds sing;
and allows the angels to dance.
Death; created to give love purpose;
a means by which God can save;
deeper meanings under the surface;
serving as both womb and grave;
Life; a mountain viewed as survival;
everyone’s journey seems unique;
Death is the pathway to life’s revival;
new life is created at its peak.
Love is the power making us climb;
our Consciousness takes us above.
Truth is physical; as well as sublime;
Truth is the pinnacle of love.
Monty 2/13/24. # 2,000