Splendid Sight
Come
see the portal . . .
beneath it,
it is,
dimly,
a ghostly white,
in the night
stars illuminate
into the vast
above,
bright,
sparkling,
pinpoints
of platinum chrome,
set in myriad array,
in the midnight,
'tis bluish black
in the beauty
in that setting,
set above
angels ascending,
some descending
some with swords
sheathed,
at their white robed hips
others them,
pointed upward
and sideways,
ever turning,
vigilant,
set,
there might be,
that,
approach of danger
for,
from this staircase
heaven to earth,
like a dna helix,
they arrive,
downward flowing,
in motion slow,
for sake of mortal eye,
to see,
though,
they be able
to exceed the speed of light;
in the twinkle of an eye
these angels,
ministers of fiery spirit,
/for God can bend time,
for He created it,
for us to live in it/
their mission's intent,
to deliver the lost,
the needy,
the pained,
humans lost,
pummeled,
tormented,
by spirits evil
some of these
ministers of flaming fire,
on their journey upward,
servants of the Most High,
expectant to receive orders new,
their mission orders
being now complete, . . .
those descending
by orders heaven's throne given
their mission,
to strengthen and defend,
humans made in God's image
be lifted up,
healed
and guided,
further forward onward
to the spirit
to bring us to the knowledge,
that is more real than the material
they carry to the fallen,
life endowed,
light divine infused,
to carry the soul,
though dragged by the flesh,
to the goal
the finish line
to the spirit afterlife,
for the spirit
is more real than the material
See the portal
its beam of white light
in the distant line of sight
fixed between eternal view
and rock and earth of carnal eye,
to infinity,
the unattainable distant end
for us,
but not for them
for they are made of spirit,
able to enter heaven thereby
for the spirit,
is more real than the material
Watch the watchers,
of the sphere we live upon
know that many other ones abide;
they stride,
all across the great divide,
that separates the heavens
and the earth,
upon the spinning globe
all hidden from the sight,
of those unwilling
or unable,
to see,
busy with their concrete walls
of work and world,
hidden by the spell
of a fallen angel,
turned rebellious dragon
soon the beams of light
connecting heaven's throne with troubled earth,
will open up to common view
all will see
the sudden break of light unseen
unknown by all who sleep
they will see
the reason for the portal streams
sudden shakings
sudden warring sounds
fits of terror for the blind
for the onslaught in the dark
against the dark,
in dealing with the enemy of man
waging war against,
the thefts and deaths
and magnifies of lies
rumblings and sounds,
winds and storms
fire and ice
wicked deeds exposed
reality reversed
made plain as day
the truth will overwhelm,
revealed like a pill
see it all stand still
'til justice come
His will be done
as the darkness comes on down
to shake and wake
to sudden day
where the first is last;
and last is first,
what's sown
is to be reaped
vengeance too
the truth again unveiled
satan's lie outburst
his wretched guts spilled out,
so that the goods,
taken of the thief,
be returned,
to the ones from where took,
paid seven fold
Come see the portal
beneath it
dimly,
a ghostly white,
in the night
stars illuminate
into the vast,
above,
bright,
sparkling
pinpoints of platinum chrome,
set in myriad array,
in the midnight bluish black
Come see a new day dawn,
The Coming of the LORD