Heaven and Earth Will Pass

Scattered without wind as though on wings gmo seeds land on lava rocks and icy hills will there be spring? Aged old wheel shooting double beams lowers lid on eye turning noon to night will dawn glow pink? Battered old earth shaking parched lap vomits lava out of its dragons' mouths birds stop singing trees in ashes weeping Midas ego king deprived of basic needs turns fragile wits to instincts of beasts darkness without darkness within how dark will be night without Jesus' light at the flash of His beam darkness will flee uncreated Sun a new day will begin for those who have kept lamp of love lit. Honorable Mention: Brian Strand: A Feb 2025 Posted Poem-2/23/25