THE UNIQUENESS OF CREATION

THE UNIQUENESS OF CREATION

My heart was heavy and weary,
This, though, hardly time to be wearied.
Why this constant conflict in man’s soul?
Is it an individual battle in the voyage of life?
I paused to ponder, listening to
the voice of the invisible God.

Then like an opening portal,
My understanding opens to the
mystery of the turbulence of
every pilgrimage on earth; the beauty
and luxury of the airline, encounters
turbulence in the vast open space of the sky.

The luxury of the Yachts
are buffeted by the rolling billows
Of the sea; just like limousines
bumps along the thoroughfare:
Thus, we navigate through lives’
bumpy voyage, achieving our dreams.

There are good times and bad times.
There are the rough moments, and
There are moments of tranquility.
These are just the way of life:
Thus were the Heaven and earth made.
The times and seasons are the marvels of Creation.

Thus, we have the rain and the Sun;
The night and day for their purpose:
The waters in the ocean, and the land
Upon the mountain top were created
For the equilibrium to be stable.

Thus doth my heart understands that
The peculiarities of adversity were neither
Inflicted, nor strange, but for the stability
of the soul to acknowledge the uniqueness of Creation.
I’ll neither run nor quake at life’s dread
For at the crest, rides pleasant bliss.