Weather Control
Man often dreams of controlling the weather;
what a convenience that would be;
we could plan everything; no matter; whatever;
if we could only control our reality.
Instead, we ascribe weather to Mother Nature;
as though she were a natural entity;
referring to some abstract, childlike nomenclature;
rather than give credit to Divinity.
God’s influence in our lives is usually disregarded;
we love to assume that we’re in control;
in spite of all the wisdom, God has imparted;
we’re a mere puppet of the Master’s soul.
Just like weather we’re collections of energy;
often within us; storm clouds gather;
we seldom become what God wants us to be;
instead; we do whatever we’d rather.
Our emotions constantly demand release;
controlling whether we laugh or cry;
seldom do all our energies rest in peace;
it only happens when we die.
Tho we think that we rest in our dreams;
storms still rage; whatever the reason;
even our sleep, is not at all, like it seems;
it’s merely just one more season.
When we can’t control the weather outside;
what makes us think, we control it within?
Only when, in the Master’s love; we abide;
will peace and truth enter in.
Monty 8/11/24. # 2,266