Peace

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Published in elizaPress
Eclectic Anthology Series, No. 5,
FREEDOM, August, 2007

The lion roars while the lamb bleats. He paces and prowls, savoring the kill. I would like to roar. I hate this bleating. I want to see them quaking in fear. I have not the claws to rip and tear, nor teeth to devour the roaring lion. So I must be wise and follow the Shepherd who slays the beast and gives me rest. I need not bleat but praise the one who causes the lion to lie down by the lamb.

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Nigel Fox

Date: 11/8/2014 3:32:00 PM

i too praise the one. But what about -1 ? The square root of -1 is a so called imaginary number ! They call it i

Cona Adams
Date: 11/8/2014 5:24:00 PM

I am not a mathematician, Nigel, but I am sure you are correct. I am, however, speaking of the spiritual realm. Isaiah wrote of the lamb who will lie down by the lion. He also wrote of the One, when he said, " . . . the pride of men shall be humbled; and the Lord alone will be exalted in that day." chapter 2, verse 11. Thanks for reading and for commenting. May God bless.

Trinity Biles

Date: 11/8/2014 3:03:00 PM

Amazing metaphorical you present. One of my favorite reads! -TJ

Cona Adams
Date: 11/8/2014 5:47:00 PM

Thank you so much, TJ, for stopping by to read and for your gracious comment. God Bless.