The Face of Christ

The Face Of Christ as a young boy I was out in my lawn I looked intently up at the sky to my amazement I saw the face of Christ having a vast domain of saints behind him Suddenly I was paralyzed inside for I had no where to run away & hide there was lines being formed in the sky this adage of thought is no lie tears began to flow from my eyes I wasn't ready for the return of my Lord for I had to much sin in my life amidst the barrage of thoughts and strife There he was in the sky I couldn't believe my eyes a beacon of hope to a hurting world in search of love all from the amazing hand from up above he looked very primitive almost on edge with many thoughts swirling around inside my head maybe he wanted to wake the dead I will always remember that dear scene in my mind For now I could see with no more to be blind