Quatrain of Theological Thunderstorms
Thunderstorms - atmospheric disturbance
1.
Whenever I search for God
the heavens grow black as
coal,
It is as if the forbidding
atmosphere is hiding a spiritual
soul.
Perhaps God does not wish
I find where He passes his
days,
Perhaps He hides behind the
lightening that turns the sky
ablaze.
2.
It may be it takes more than
one lifetime for a formal
introduction,
It may be I must pray harder
and wait for a temperature
reduction.
It is frightening standing in
the middle of a massive
thunderstorm,
Waiting for God to appear,
so I might understand, why I was
born.
Yorktown Disciple
2004
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