IN THE TWINKLING OF AN EYE
I love how leaves glisten on a tree in the early morning dew. The sun shines down and dispels the evils of the age in the twinkling of an eye. Not every leaf glistens as you see this sight. One only, out of every two. The ones that do seem to glow in the warmth of the sun. Shimmering bright above the darkness, a mornings good bye. In His presence the wind begins to blow, causing branches to move, giving life to the leaves, ebb and flow. The clock ticks on though something changed in time. I love how leaves glisten on a tree in the early morning dew. The sun shines down and dispels the evils of the age in the twinkling of an eye. © 2017 Laveda D. Rockford *** As you know, I am writing the sequel of Captive Deliverance and this poem is a natural example of what will happen. In the twinkling of an eye, things will change. One will be taken, and the other left. What you don't know is that Yahreh is one of the two witnesses that speak a...