Storm of Creation
Let the thunder into your life,
Let its peels of threat shake your soul.
Let the lightning flash
in its unpredictable path,
reassuring that it missed you, this time.
Let the thunder seek you out,
let it jolt you out of complacency.
That is hardly a welcome message.
That is hardly advice that will be heeded.
But it is a statement of fact.
It is inevitable.
Whether sought and found
or avoided and denied,
the thunder inherent in this carnal life will find you.
This world is merely a storm,
all existence is storm,
a rude disruption of the eternal status quo.
Creation does not unfold as a gentle ripple across the shimmering surface of space-time.
Creation, of a universe or your soul,
explodes at the sharp end of the lightning bolt,
expands through the concussion of the thunder.
Turn and face it,
let it disrupt your life,
this thunder of ongoing Creation.
Take it into your heart,
the searing heat of the lightning bolt.
Creation is a storm. It is just a storm, passing as we speak.
Ride it while you can, accepting its wind into your heart,
accepting its life-giving gift of disruption.
Storm of Creation
- Copyright 2020 Don Ray
Let the thunder into your life,
Let its peels of threat shake your soul.
Let the lightning flash
in its unpredictable path,
reassuring that it missed you, this time.
Let the thunder seek you out,
let it jolt you out of complacency.
That is hardly a welcome message.
That is hardly advice that will be heeded.
But it is a statement of fact.
It is inevitable.
Whether sought and found
or avoided and denied,
the thunder inherent in this carnal life will find you.
This world is merely a storm,
all existence is storm,
a rude disruption of the eternal status quo.
Creation does not unfold as a gentle ripple across the shimmering surface of space-time.
Creation, of a universe or your soul,
explodes at the sharp end of the lightning bolt,
expands through the concussion of the thunder.
Turn and face it,
let it disrupt your life,
this thunder of ongoing Creation.
Take it into your heart,
the searing heat of the lightning bolt.
Creation is a storm. It is just a storm, passing as we speak.
Ride it while you can, accepting its wind into your heart,
accepting its life-giving gift of disruption.
- Copyright 2020 Don Ray