The night sky looms in
like a soft veil
draping over trees along the
trail.
Clouds seem to drift silently
but speak volumes of heavenly tales.
A twinkle of light dances in the night
the air cool blowing from left to right.
Walking delicately to the crunch of stone
it's noise and feel gave a shuddering tone.
Suddenly a flash of light split the dark of night
coming from the crimson sky. A cloud billowed and
fumed and blinded my eye.
I fought to see as I fell clumsily as I scraped my knee.
A voice spoke unto me so soft and whimsically
" Be not afraid I come because you asked me"
I asked, "who thou art that cometh unto me?"
The voice responded rather prominently
" I am the love you seek so diligently"
" The hope of your salvation you pray for endlessly"
I said unto the voice "How do I know for sure that you
are the cure?"
The voice asked "Why do you not trust me? Have ye little faith?
"I am" sent me unto you to bring healing to a world split
in two.
I asked how is that so and tell me what you know?
"Silly fool can you not see the conflict in thee?
Fear, doubt, and shallow words of love fills the air most abundantly"
Consider your brothers and sisters you see, who pen their plea.
Hear their cries their tears fill their eyes.
Yet, none do much to reach out to what their heart may see.
Oh they write their petititions most eloquently and make them
sound very romantically protesting their vanity.
Yet they may dream of many possibilities they do not wish to
try to make it their reality.
Many have lost their way their faith is clouded by the troubles
of the day.
So much pain it's enough to make anyone insane.
Oh per chance to dream again of a simple day
To hear the laughter and joy of children at play
They neither toil or spin they just learn to dance
a different way.
I asked the voice " Won't you please stay and teach me
and others a better way?
The voice replied, "For over 2000 years I have tried
yet few chose to listen. Hence, the time will come
when the last tear they cry they shall open their eyes
come the last day only to see their error of their way.
Lo' I come like a thief in the night in a holy light
many shall be blinded of sight.
Many shall be lifted to the seat at my right Others
will be considering their plight.