The Weather Is Him Poem by Melissa L Tamayo

The Weather Is Him

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The weather is my assurance of HIS presence each day.
When the sun shines I know He's smiling down on me.
The warmth from the glow comforts me, when I question although more.
The sunshine is His happiness upon humanity.
The wind blows, a deep breath taken as he exhales His worry sorrows.
As hate, anger, violence and greed takes over souls,
I can see the gloomy storms begin to uncoil.

The clouds begin to darken, the sun is hidden away.
Sudden drops of rain are that of His tears.
The world he created has turned to disarray.
Heartbroken concerned, we will never change.
When the earth shakes; I can visualize His frustrations,
For everyone's thoughtless mistakes.
The thick fog across the land,
Is that of his mystified view.

The terrifying spins which siphons everything in,
Are His migraines from taking the chaos in.
When the sand sweeps through the earth with pushing force,
That's Him knocking at your door,
With roaring thunder, screaming no more!
When the temperature drops, that means He's had enough.
The streak of light across the sky,
Is His lightened match for all mankind.
Wake up HIS presence is around us, at all times.

Friday, May 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: god,spiritual,weather
Chuy Amante 11 October 2015

Duality exists! Who created it? God of Ego? What was it like in the Garden with Father? What is it like outside of it? blessings

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