The cleansing
Evil Spirits are as the lightening streaking forth from the darkness,
Shining brightly with great power and awesome strength.
Unbridled it seeks to strike, and when it does strike,
It leaves it's mark upon the face of the earth.
This will endure for a moment and will be remembered,
It will be seen briefly with brilliance and with fear.
It's power shall be heard as it rumbles through the heavens,
Forever to be swallowed up in time and space.
It's mark shall be made upon the earth in its own time,
This means nothing to the future man
but only to Evil itself.
As time and seasons pass,
The mark becomes insignificant,
to all but the source.
Such are the ways of the destroyers of peace.
They shall be remembered with malice,
And feared in silence...
Even so, the earth will cleanse itself.
The wicked vanish and the wounds of mankind shall heal.
The Moon and the Sun will again dance with joy
upon The face of God's creation.
In the presence of light
Darkness is vanquished
Mother Earth returns to innocence
and In the Light her true beauty is made manifest.
Boondocker
8/13/2000