The Reckoning

Life sometimes becomes a meanering stream;
with no purpose seemingly beckoning;
many people consider life, much like a dream;
until ultimately facing the reckoning.

Life is form of consciousness energy;
whose deeper purpose is hidden;
life becomes what it chooses to be;
some of its thoughts forbidden.

Life beckons that we follow our dreams;
whatever those dreams may be;
the river of life is not what it seems;
all rivers are meant to flow free.

Some choose to seek to imprison another;
demanding to become in control.
Dare we claim to love sisters and brothers;
once we’ve imprisoned their soul?

Life is the river of never ending love;
it has no beginning; nor end;
flowing from Eden’s garden, above;
on faith, all must depend.

Many fear the consequences of their life;
knowing that none achieve God’s goal;
thoughts of judgement, cut like a knife;
what shall become of our soul?

Each of us are part of the river of life;
the shores of heaven are beckoning;
death is the end of worldly strife;
love is God’s final reckoning.

Monty 7/24/24. # 2,235