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