It is the first day of Spring, 2017.
The Sun is shining.
Warmth moves rivulets of water,
Over neighborhood streets.
The snow is melting, and,
Reveals the Earth’s time for readiness in,
Existence is filled with signs of Our LORD,
To the future I see myself,
Standing on the shore of the sea.
I watch the movement of water, and,
The tide has brought forth ocean creatures,
Walking out of the water,
Up onto the sandy beach,
A crowd of shells, pincers and legs,
A crusade in time beneath…
A sky of sunshine in,
The light of day.
I watch the dark bird
Who is watching me.
It would like to dive in,
To take a treat.
There are so many of late,
Prophecies, gifts from God for life.
To exploit these prognostications for power and profit,
Is man’s doing, and,
In such exploitations,
Eyes become blind, and,
Ears do not hear,
This underscore of His being.
The vision came within a few days of today.
I am remembering its wave,
Of light that played
On life for humanity.
What does the idea, ‘exploitation’ for profit,
Remove from life?
The take away is truth,
The bright, all encompassing light,
Of God, our LORD Jesus Christ, and,
The Holy Spirit resonating in,
Blessed be the Glory of You, LORD,
©2017 C. E. Eksuzian, all rights reserved.