Those who are cold and seek shelter will find the eye of the storm at their doorstep
The eye is calm, serene even comforting from the turbulence of your personal journey
Moving ever so slowly
Soon the dark clouds will roll with the mist of one’s value deserving so from the misdeeds handed down by the Trustee
Deceit, lies, of the 10th Power will become the norm for the perpetrator who bestowed them upon others
Thunder, Lighting and Winds of disproportion will furiously rip through the clay foundation thought of as pillars of strength
Crumbling walls of life will crash like tidal waves of mayhem, darkness with fire being the only light
Reap what you sow has been written but not of concern for those who seek a false nirvana
Fear not for the timid or innocent who cross the path of the Trustee as the universe has a way of wreaking havoc that time will not forget.
written by Joe Callari