Revelation

God usually whispers—
skillful Author, shaper
of story, He foreshadows,
never gives away.

But in this vision, He roars
abrupt as lightning,
intense as liquid metal
or melted glass, tremendous
as thundering waterfall.

He fills me with a message
bitter as unmet expectation,
sweet as sure promise:
I am coming!

The kingdom of heaven
presses forward,
leans into my words,
ready for the seal
to snap.

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