The Sphere Of Influence
Every sphere is a three dimensional circle;
each surface, equidistant from the center;
the earth’s climate is a most difficult hurdle;
earth’s rotation, made Summer and Winter.
This sphere, called earth, has become home;
where all prodigals live for a season;
the sum of its influence is still unknown;
though nothing exists, without reason.
This sphere, called earth, keeps spinning;
creating both day and night;
a realm; designed to be never ending;
an illusion, created by light.
The sphere is the shape of perfection;
thoughts, becoming illusions of light;
a prison for the prodigals of rejection;
an illusion cast into darkest night.
We’re here, living the rest of the story;
sent down from heaven above;
prodigals in search of power and glory;
sent, to learn how to love.
We are the Master’s sphere of influence;
still sharing the Master’s heart;
we’re here to embody love’s congruence;
and, also, to gain a fresh start.
It was death that sent us to this place;
prodigals of God; all alone;
death was about God’s saving grace;
and love would bring us home.
Monty 4.10.26. # 3,242