But we knew the truth and the presence of the great lie.

All the world’s pent up wrongs
The oppression of a thousand kings,
fear and death manifest,
gravitated to the tear.

A foggy black mass slid and slithered its way above
as billions of upturned faces
watched with expression of witnessing
a head-on train wreck.

Bolts of lightning snapped from the ground.
A deep howling madness as if thunder
rolled over the hills, fields, valleys and streams
Sun, Moon, and Stars in their courses vanish as
the wail of a trumpet not heard since Jericho boomed above it all.

Then, the greatest stillness ever felt.

Birdsong, a blinding comforting great light engulfed creation.
Profound peace.
Love unbounding, unbreakable.