This is the Gotterdammerung,
the day of evil will
on which there's no escaping from
the place where sun stands still.
Life itself is in the balance
on which the devil puts his thumb
and smiles unto the hellish cadence
that makes the brave go numb.
Prayer is what is needed now
but dies on drying tongue,
leaving but the question: how
to dodge as spears are flung.
First the twilight, then the night,
and then the dawn, the pure Son-light.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Marley, the canine waif from Afghanistan, whom WE helped save, has a Facebook page! Please drop by to see how happy he is today.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.
May your Night be short, and your Dawn be glorious!
Annie in Texas
Thank you so VERY much!
Awww, my friend. I'm so sorry the pain is so horrid. I'm praying for you in these days, these hours. Sending you a very gentle hug.ReplyDelete
Jeanne, thanyou so much for the prayers, and the hug. It is awful; friends like you make it worth bearing.Delete
May the Son shine brightly and bring you comfort as you look into His face, first from Earth's bounds, then, in a land with no boundaries....no pain......ReplyDelete
Melissa, thank you so much for this...and for being here.Delete
Beautiful poetry! Of course I'm praying for you, as always.ReplyDelete
Jan, thank you so much for your kind words, and for your prayers.Delete
I am so sorry for your deep pain. And I am praying for Jesus to meet you and bring His glorious dawning.ReplyDelete
Bettie, I am so grateful for your kind thoughts, and for your prayers.Delete
Please know you are in ours.