From the beginning
Always in the Holy Presence
Before the Throne of the Almighty,
Servants of Light
These many compelled by God’s love.
The Angel of the Lord stands among the trees,
A lush forest on earth spread far and wide
Tallest Redwoods, great Sequoias
Oaks in the distance, a planting of the Lord;
Righteousness springs up from the hard ground
In the North, in the Tropics and in the South,
As a Heavenly firm kiss on the lips,
Loving kindness of our God of mercy!
Often through the touch of an angel
His messengers of joy,
Workers of the Kingdom above
Through these many who descend and ascend
Even as Jacob’s ladder above ancient Israel.
The purest stream has become a crystal torrent that rumbles and thunders
Rises more than the Nile
Flood upon our desert world
Bone dry and lined with cracks of thirst about its many lips;
Soon, Evergreens impossible to count
Elms and Sycamores where there were none,
Willows and Cottonwoods and exotic more,
Even two special Olive trees.
Garden Earth to become a garden of delight once more
Filled with an abundance of children;
Angels everywhere to help sow and till and reap,
The fruit of their great labors
A glorious basket of fruitfulness offered in sacrificial love
Spread with gladness adorned with both sublime and exquisite flowers
Placed before the only Throne.
Then, a mighty warrior, powerful Michael stands
A sword drawn for the enemies of Israel within and all about,
The entire earth trembles and quakes
At the voice of his shouts of authority.