The Sapphire Throne

Over the lowered wings of angels Ezekiel saw the sapphire throne; Christ appearing like a man— Through a rainbow radiant crown. In the presence of such glory, He fell face down. “Son of man to your feet, he heard.” In the Spirit he was found. Ezekiel was to go to the Israelites; a very rebellious nation. He saw a hand holding a scroll, Bound with lament and woe in portion. He was told to eat the scroll; It tasted very sweet. Ezekiel was to prophesy, but his words, Israel failed to greet. Ezekiel’s message— Was one of sword, famine and plague. From the sapphire throne— Not one detail was vague. Idolatry in the temple— such desecration. How dare they mourn for Tammuz— This rebellious, favored nation. The cherubims’ wheels departed; Whirling as they went. Fire came from these wheels, to tell of disaster sent. The four creatures’ faces vanished; The Lord’s glory departed. The sapphire throne, no more to be seen; Israel’s future prophesied and seated. Featured in my book No. 1, "Poetry To Touch the Heart & Soul" Copyright 2011 Maureen LeFanue