Storm clouds sound their gongs aloud,
call the whole world's attention to the ensemble
of tall,dark,handsome actors lined up for a
performance spectacular
Lightening gives cryptic signals at times,
of the change of scene,rain lashes with a sweet vengeance,
till the clouds relent,and go light and white.
The cloud theater had it's ritualistic culmination,
the expectation of imminent plenty soars,
rushing streams fill gushing rivers that get
swelled,roar delighted all the way to ocean

There's a light at the end,
The end is near.

I continually pretend
That it is you who I fear.

It's your deep waters that I seek
Where it is only you and me.

I want to explore the fun of your shallow waters, but you keep deceiving me.

There's a burning flame at the end,
The time is near.

Like the serpent underneath the flower, you display a calm and beautiful appearance.

But when it gets deep I experience enormous swells of your deadly wrath - without any escape.

You are the ocean of my love for you and the love-swells never stop crashing over me.

Temporary  paralysis oozing out my ugliness, curled under wings of unconsciousness, broken wings smothered out my last breath. The putrid and vile lie within, and the light and kindness still surface my friend. Let your mind take flight, through the mist of the morning light. This does not mean you left the darkness behind. everything cycles in time. time to see the misshapen circle in which you dwell. Everything is energy and power, and they unexplained the call it spells.

A double-minded person is unstable in his ways,
caught between opposing opinions of indecision;
he is easily tossed about on the oceanic swells,
forgetting that Christ provides the provision

of calming the violent seas of personal storms.
For He alone possesses the sacred, eternal wisdom
that enables us to divinely live lives of victory,
as we “stand in the gap” on behalf of His Kingdom.

We can’t expect to survive- this cold world alone;
each day we’re dependent on God’s fair supervision;
He will make sure that our boat is afloat, protecting
us from all danger, twists, incidents and collisions.

He’ll purpose to keep us covered with perfect peace;
we’ll remain in one accord with no personal rescission.
All nonsensical misery and strife will promptly cease;
He’ll keep providing us guidance, love and provision.
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Author Notes

Inspired by:
Jam 1:6-8; Luke 12:24; Psa 84:11

This a collaboration with Pat H. (from GS Poetry).

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
    
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.

The smell
Of a release
From a restless hell
And a warm welcome
To the life of a busy worker bee

Everything is swell
Says a brew of bitter coffee