‘How’s the Wine’

‘See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples…It still is (meaning the darkness is still present) because He then says…Nations will come to your light…The key word is will. It hasn’t happened yet…from Isaiah 60:1-14

 How's the Wine
 
you planted the seeds
ensured their soil...fertile
richly mixed within–
the best nutrients
–you watched day and night
plucked every weed
–babied every seed
 
your fields were blessed
for you cared for their crest–
sun came when needed
rain came when needed
all your vines began to grow
healthy, vibrant
–'til the grapes began to show
 
you marveled at their birth
giving thanks and praise
but you missed...a thing or two:
your eyes started to go blind
you started dreaming prosperity
–as more grapes appeared
your eyes grew big:
you can buy more land
you can build a bigger house
–money spent...not yet earned
not yet understanding–
the return
 
you became so careless
you didn't even see–
as your presses grew
as your cellars filled
as your variety increased
–you forgot about the nutrients
you forgot what was needed
–what each vine required
–you even forgot
about the weeds
–how they root and feed
 
you forgot to tend‒
below the surface
–all you saw...shiny vines
but in the dark‒
weeds and pest
began to ingest
 
a slow building nest
–leaving you to guess
but you didn't
–did you?
 
years have passed‒
since that first glass
you've grown‒
‒so many things
you own
 
you don't even access–
what's 'a mess
you just keep moving‒
never wondering–
what's next
never even asking–
how many vines...lost
to the infest
 
you just keep spending
you just keep enjoying
–drinking....
your well-brewed wine
–making....
a simple toast to your lost
 
and to you–
nothing else adds to the cost
you've become the boss
whatever...you have rights
to toss!
 
so, my friend....
how's the wine?

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken November 11, 2019 when God sent the message of the Avenging Angel. He went beyond what He has been doing up until this date. He not only used the green orb to point out what He wanted us to see, He also put an arrow in the sky that day to ensure we got the message. Not many paid attention. This will come at a price.

(January 15, 2020)―I have been writing and not completing. I have quite a few pieces to work on. But there’s a few things God is wanting of me. Being number 1 since I began meditation back in July: Stop smoking. I’m on day 5. So it’s been interesting, but I’m about to move to the next part of my journey, so zero nicotine is part of that. I always knew this. Back in 2016, I was told this as well. So, wherever I’m going, I’m willing!

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‘The Silence of Still’

The mercy of the silence will be unexplainable.

Note: The photograph was taken November 9th, the bride and groom, the Sign of Jonah.

The Silence of Still
 
can you hear the whispers
through the air
the conjugating of birds
shh...hear them go quiet
the low howls of hounds
the uneasy purr of cats
the cattle all laid down
even the horses lie on their bellies
their necks stretched out
their eyes focused no wheres
 
the waves that raged
now are calm, smooth
except for the slow bumping
against lifelessness
against broken shores
where once stood beautiful structures
glazing in the morning sun
now lay invisible images
lost in the silence of still
 
shh...can you hear the whispers
the crying of the trees
their battle long gone
watching the water come and go
its dark, mucky vortex
surrounding the hollowness
of the silence
their departed leaves
withering in mixed congregation
 
shh...shh...can you hear the whispers
tiny ants coming out to feast
hungry flies gathering around
surveying the air
lurking in the stillness
ready in their devour
of what's left
of the silence
 
shh...shh...there it is
far, far but so very close
from low, deep in throat
a piecing wail
like never heard
an unmatched sound
human...animal?
how can one tell
it's engulfed in the stillness
like a look looking
but not seeing
it's bathed in rage
a blanketed depth
so darkened and mellowed
that it stills the stillness
 
shh...shh awaken to the whisper
the sound of inconceivable
as the ants begin their march
as the flies settle their position
as the leaves give into their stench
as the trees weaken their hold–
their roots release the earth
as they fall to the ground
lose themselves
to the wet cape below
 
the silence stares
listening to the anguish wail
coming from deep, deep
as the sea returns to the sun
wrapping its arms around
the silence
begging for beauty
to be seen
as she rocks back and forth
begging the trees
begging the cows, the horses
all those in the wild
'stand up, stand up'
 
but shh...shh there's just the whispers
low, low...the stillness
as its look keeps looking
but can't anymore see

‘Collapse’

Maybe…it’s time to pray.

Note: The photograph, taken November 11th, when the avenging angel appeared in the sky, says again…the vision will happen at night.

 Collapse
 
as the turn of clocks
begins its reverse in tocks
shifting of rocks
shall tie some knots
 
shaky salted, soggy lands
will no longer stand
all those jagged, edging strands
pushing down
as sink, sink goes the sands
 
no use tying to docks
or hide treasures
in a steel, hidden box
 
no use trying for hot
stuck in cold
trottie, trot, trot
 
nothing will come
as in showers of band
nothing will go bang
by any hands of man
 
oh! as the turn of clocks
a passing by...no one can stop
or...over...hop‒
with a 'think not'
 
thoughts of 'I don't understand'
thoughts will come
from every clan
for to the stillness‒
they became faithful fans
never seeing 'I can'
in the forever of 'I am'
instead…away...they ran
 
passing...turns of clocks
‒just a tip from the top
a chance to untie tied knots
after...a rapture's
during-the-night rob
of what you thought‒
you had the power to stop

‘Time to Pray’

It’s beautiful outside isn’t it? A peaceful time…give Thanks to God. For He is the reason it’s a beautiful day.

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this work was taken on October 15th. God’s talking. It’s simple. Listen.

 Time to Pray
 
don't bow your head–
mourn for the dead
they are now gone
you're still safe–
in your home
 
pray for your resurrection
pray for spiritual protection
 
lift your head

you are not dead
praise in solemn joy
in loud sounds–
raise your voice
you're given this choice
let your eyes moist
then look up–
not down at soil
–your life's not yet
in spoil
 
pray for happier days
pray to live the way
 
unite together
in these times–
join and gather
listen to your heart
instead of falling apart

all things done in darkness
shines again
with love and forgiveness
 
pray...it's a time in rejoice
pray in ease–
leave out bitterness' claw
–this is time to review
read over all the clues
make a choice in go
then let the heart grow
forget long ago
it's time to glow
–let love flow
 
pray in a unite
pray for the light
 
when all comes in fold
don't grow cold

see...as the sun peaks
there in...love sneaks
take time in weave....
pick up piece by piece
those living in receive

–leave those in decease
for all those gone...
Jesus'† wide open
for the receive

you who remain alive
know your body didn't die
open up...feel the vibe
don't fall to plight
so you too...will walk
in the light
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‘Opening of Eyes’

The veils will blanket your vision. Love and honesty in Christ will open the see. Only you can do that! Choose.

 Opening of Eyes
 
to heal
you must first hear
to heal
you must then see
for it is the only way
to truly understand
the say
 
to pedal around
in the darkness–
treading in waters deep
without feeling
soles of feet
without needing
hearts in meet
–a voyage
in constant defeat
 
you must fight–
all the way
listen to words
in say
be courage and brave
 
it is the man who hears
–listens and adheres
gives into His† will
without argument or delay
who moves on into see
who breaks the chains
–sets his heart free
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‘Backlash’

You must learn to fight with your mind!

 Backlash
 
He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
–a warning
that will steal your laugh
 
He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
 
His† simplicity‒
riddled with an interesting sass
if you fall too far behind
on the graph
He† has an unwavering strap
administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
in a dash
giving you a chance
to bounce back
from your deep, darkened nap
 
but you haven't read
the telegraph
you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
or the blast
you haven't even heard
the slush
of His† slow drag
 
instead
you waddle like an ass
pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
 
round and round
lap after lap
slowly distorting Him†
in every class
mixing it all up–
commoners can't even grasp
leaving it all
to be given in mass
not willing
to take on the task
–it's all been a trap
 
the mark of the beast–
will be an easy lash
they will be willing–
without any wording sass
let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
 
how to measure gullibility–
the strength needed
to cure this rash
will take more
than attending a mass
or around waist
wrapping a sash
 
in the mind
will come the nag
–a played-out invisible rag
strange thoughts
making a face sag
doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
heaviness and confusion–
mixing it all up in lag
 
there's a better way to combat
this dark invisible rag
–powers hidden
once sealed–
too high to be grasped
it's now time
to bathe in its vast
opening it up–
the vaults...down...smash
 
mind for mind...slash
taking control back
before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
open up for a higher stash
–sorting through trash
with an energy in splash
 
yes, He's† coming
a warning in passing
a chance to be given
for a new class
a higher way
fighting in blast
a choice in self's brass
–thrive in eternity's musical jazz
or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap
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‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
 
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
 
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
 
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
 
you can run
but you can't hide
upon you, lies God's† eye
from one end to the next‒
He† does not change His† tide
He† remains the same‒
in all colors of die
 
no use in the pretend‒
no use in loud or shy
His† call to you to ride–
to accept or to deny
either way
you'll pay with your life
eternity in die
eternity in the light
you choose
you have that right
 
‒that calling comes
from really high‒
you can run
but you can't hide
you...He'll† seek and find
throw you in perils of life
'til you accept with every sigh
 
cry little birdie...cry
He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
bowing your head
reaching for the sky
 
He'll† force your comply
He† knows your heart inside
His† calling
from within or outside
important for the rise
He'll† rage the water‒
'til you submit to the cry
then you'll see‒
the beauty of the light
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‘What Says You’

I am woman and my faith is my Choice!

 What Says You
 
defiance in its true nature
reaches those too immature
to know the difference
‒a veiled struggling creature
avoiding words of the one
true teacher
 
over two thousand years ago
blood fell on hands‒
those in the know
as they began to sow
deceptions made
of silver and gold
dawning black hats and robes
ignoring what Jesus† came to show
choices of ignorance
they choose
‒God† released His† grasp
His† hold
 
time slips in its venture
here and there...new adventures
‒words remain
from the one and only teacher
He† will come
without another lecture
He† will come
in storms of weather
they'll be no guessing‒
go on being the hater, the abuser
you won't have to wonder
when it's time‒
you won't deny
the presence of the creator
 
so go on...go!
be the reason
for destruction...hold
be thoughtless and bold
He's† coming!
He's† coming
absent silver and gold
He's† coming to decide‒
who stays, who goes
who rises, who He† shall behold
 
152...a good number to consider
ignore...it doesn't matter
He's† never been the taker
‒a constant in giver
lessons, tests‒
giving all chances in reconsider
now His† patience is on the damper
time is over...in chatter
get on your knees‒
be the prayer
change your heart
to the honest giver
repent in matters of sinner
‒time in choose
is now on the ledger‒
no turning back‒
He's†  becoming the taker!
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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
 
there were so many‒
but not quite like the three
babylon, rome, egypt
 
babylon wiped from the map
rome...an enemy-insertion trap
as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
 
there were many other nations
tribes around the world
worshiping their gods
in a swirl
disappearing...gone
‒their gods' validation
 
God† over-shadows all others
they last quite a while
then smothered
God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
‒leave them to the world's wonder
just how many gods
are under the thunder?
 
once mighty rulers
having gold and emeralds
hundreds of years‒
forcing slaves
to dry them tears
in each heart
placements of fear
thousands of years
controllers held dear
 
all before: Jesus† appeared
 
slowly, slowly rulers
of such magnitude...disappeared
 
are you blind...think so queer
that you can out smart‒
thousands of years!
 
just three: babylon, rome, egypt
oh my! thousands of years
they had reason‒
held their egos so dear
forcing love to the rear
live by hate, pride‒
the shield...instilling fear
 
but barely old enough
to even see rough!
built up pride and ego
not even three hundred years!
laugh, laugh, laugh
‒the emptying of the glass
chances were given
to help you last
‒you're just using it in sass
 
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
days are coming less sunny
 
countries with more maturity
countries with much more history
fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
‒take heed to that of sincerity
you're wasting a gift‒
too young...a baby
not even close to maturity
ego, pride, greed‒
wasted years in cruelty
falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!
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