“14 Then I looked, and behold, a white cloud, and sitting on the cloud was one like a son of man, having a golden crown on His head and a sharp sickle in His hand. 15 And another angel came out of the temple, crying out with a loud voice to Him who sat on the cloud, ‘“Put in your sickle and reap, for the hour to reap has come, because the harvest of the earth is ripe.'”16 Then He who sat on the cloud swung His sickle over the earth, and the earth was reaped”.
Jesus said: “We begin again.”
The waves roared
Their anger unchained
A black deep mirrored the darkening sky
Far and wide the blackness grew
Swelling up and over the boundaries
Searching out the land anew
The world stilled and life sank low
As dying earth held its breath
Then a Great Light on the horizon sparkled hope
A silver edged cloud
With sun rays peeping through
Reminded me of You
Jennie Starling: October 27th 2021.