Poem -

ETERNAL DESIRES

ETERNAL DESIRES

The incredible. My Wife.

Into the vortex

of God she transplanted my mind

venturing

in the tunnels of spiritual species

I have never imagined.

To talk

and hear myself talk back

as if the brain

was on a delay mechanism

I think of God this way now.

Why blueprint

the elements of Sin

so that

His Creations

would have a purpose

in a bruising

and tribulation supremacy?

What value does Light and energy have

exempt from darkness?

God

has created Light and Darkness

and has a baton

that leads these elements

to our remote orchestration.

We know

Good and we know Evil.

Do not say NO to evil, it is not

a learned habitual response.

It exists

in the core of the Soul

where no

psychotherapy can reach.

The incredible. My Wife

She brings out

the exploratory mind in me

and makes me think.

Because

I think, I now dig deeper.

If God

needs balance to control us

and we fight

to learn more about ourselves

what does God need from us?

Everyday

evil comes in an out of us

and we try

and thwart temptation

Why was evil created?

God wants to micro-manage

his Created species

and take

the best crop to Heaven.

It is the energy

that God has invested in you

and the more challenges

we overcome

will bring Him

the bristle Light of His eternal desires ...

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