by Poetry by Deborah
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
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Upon His head there’ll be a crown;
silver chariot, stallions bound -
flaming wheels and thunderous silence
shall surround the wings
on which He arrives.
And in His silence He will look upon
His Father’s creation,
His Father’s children...
His flock, we are all brothers and sisters,
young siblings in Christ.
Such an honour to be loved by our Saviour.
“Come up hither, my children...
To you, I shall give the glory of my Father’s kindgom;
To you, I will give the peace of walking side by side
with the lion and the lamb.
To you, my blessèd children, I will give
the promise of eternity and forgiveness, mercy -
and the true st, and purest of Love.
You must learn to live in Truth;
listen to Sister Wisdom,
and allow Faith to be the ship
in which you travel.
For you shall be my witnesses
to judgement and justice;
You shall be the salt of creation
to whom God’s Eden shall be
restored and returned.
Blessèd is he who believes in my Truth.”
© Deborah L. Kelly