Exceptional A vision of the end of the world Judgement by estory

As the world grinds to a halt We find ourselves standing In fields of winter wheat. On a wind from the north   Comes the proclamation of the angel, The sweep of the scythe And the crack of an earthquake. What breaks over the horizon   Cuts the Earth down to size Like a blizzard or meteor Clearing the landscape away. The sky rolls up like a scroll   And the dust slowly settles. A man comes towards us, Carrying a shepherd's staff. The world we once lived on   Grows darker and darker, Heaped up with graves. On the slopes at his feet The dead come back to life. Author Notes The day of judgement is that threshold moment, when all the past, with the accumulated history of triumph and tragedy contained in it, is swept away to make way for a new world. I wanted to create a sense of the uncertain shifting of the ground under our feet by having three lines come to a stop and then start a new movement at the end of each stanza, forcing the reader to rebalance. The images are those classic images from Revelations of the wheat ready for harvest, the earthquakes and hail sweeping away what was. I see the day of judgement as a process of purification in some way, as much as a leap of faith into a new kind of life. estory

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