Watch the Sky

Watch the sky Was the world wide cry And there will be a sign For a reckoning divine So for forty days and nights We watched and waited for the sign that might Be the calling to us on earth And finally we will know its worth So on the fortieth night At twelve midnight tight The light was seen across the sky bright And the enlightenment made things right For there was no need for pain As the light washed it away like rain And the promise that was foretold Kept us in the sun away from the cold. © Paul Warren Poetry