Going Home

This was another dream I had, several times, it did not end this way until I was saved! It is told with no rhyme scheme, and is more of a prose verse.


The world around me is hazy;

dark, gray, and unusual.

What am I doing outside?

"Paula!" I yell for my wife.

She doesn't hear me.


A thunderous rumble from above.

I look—the sky is on fire!

My heart races!

Snakes of fire and smoke appear;

they meet the earth with violent force!


People run and scream in terror

as His wrath rains down upon us.

The earth moves beneath me.

I cower and grip my ears tight!

"Paula!"—she doesn't hear me.


I see my sister; she looks scared.

Running as fast as I can!

I cannot reach her!

She is kissed by a fiery snake

and reduced to ashes.


My heart stops;

I fall to my knees.

I could not save her.

I have nothing left but to cry out,

"God! Save me, please!"


Quiet; peace; calm.

I'm sitting with other people now

on the small bleachers of a little league baseball diamond—

my wife and kids are there!

The grass is a vibrant green; the clay a deep orange.


A man sits among us.

There is something about him;

a peaceful nature I cannot describe.

He tells us stories, and we calmly listen,

as fire rains down on the world around us.


Another thunderous crash; he smiles and looks up.

He points and we follow his gaze.

Anticipation fills the air.

Another thunderous crash—

as though the sky itself is splitting.


A glimmer appears above us

and grows into a golden symbol;

it spins rapidly, and shimmers brilliantly!

All is quiet around us;

we cannot hear the screams anymore.


With a resounding rumble.

the symbol suddenly locks in place.

Another gold symbol appears beside it,

spins around and locks in its place,

and that symbol is followed by a third.


The three then draw together, and meld,

to create a single united form;

a glorious, glimmering unison of golden light.

The earth goes deathly silent;

it's very breath stolen away.


We watch in awe as the united symbol

rains down a blinding shower of light—

all goes white.

I feel my body collapse; my soul soars—

I'm going home.

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