One day
the flame-red sun wont rise, nor the yellowy moon arc the sky; and
one day as stars cease their sparkle the galaxies fade from on high.
One day the clearwater rivers wont run and the hills horizontal will
be; and one day the oceans dehydrate, as witnessed by me, not only
by me.
As day
fails to dawn, the quiet is loud, muted calm envelopes the deep; and
the Universe, void and empty, affords time a contemptuous sleep. As
Eternity beckons the planets implode and earth rejects its solitary
tree; and ecology’s mess, a worldly disaster, not only to me, not
only to me
As Homo
sapiens days are expired and the
Creator’s plans still
unfold, and famines, wars and genocides, are replaced with pleasures
untold. As a New Earth is formed with justice and peace, for
everyone to see, and Revelations Book is justified, not only for me,
not only for me.
No need
there is, of sun nor moon, His glory lights up a new sky, and the
exalted Holy City, descending as blessing from heaven on high. No
death nor sorrow, no crying nor pain, are borne by the joyful free,
as
transcendent love’s reforming zeal, is allotted to me, not only to
me .
