Braced For War

Braced for War The atmosphere is rigidly braced. The boots of warriors are tightly laced. Water horns are filled to the brim. Staples in saddlebags bulge their rims. Armies flank the four winds in preparation Lightening in their eyes they fight for creation. Warrior shields are cleaned and polished bright Reflecting the sun, thwarting the enemies sight Swords are drawn waiting for the command. Wrath in their wings their victory will stand. Below, the shadows cowardly shutter. Finding they have lost their Rutter. Destruction is eminently at hand. Living in houses built on sand. When the shout for war arrives. Earthquakes cause the seas to rise. The sun will shift from its course. Chaos arrives on a big white horse. Floods will quickly clean the earth's face. As shadows disappear without a trace. Dwellers of the human race will part. Light will be lifted and darkness will depart. What was will be left a wasteland darkness is removed by His hand A sanctuary of creation is reborn poured out from Heavens water horn Carole Cookie Arnold 2010