Ominous rumblings vibrate,
salted with bubbling joy.
Hard times are ahead,
I won't lie about that,
but good times are coming,
I guarantee,
in the end.
Do you believe now?
Your loyalty will tested -
you think you have faith now?
Your faith will be torn
and shredded
by the hurricane to come.
You'll be separated
and will tremble
and cower,
knowing you should stand.
My words and deeds
have planted Truth in you
and it has taken root.
Though the storms to come
will cut this truth down,
yet, from broken stalks,
sprinkled with Spirit rain,
new and stronger
shoots will break forth.
It is beneficial
that I leave you now -
though it will shatter you -
because then the work begins,
when you know beyond doubt
that nothing,
nothing,
nothing,
comes from you -
it is all a gift from Us.
Give me your tiniest grain
and I will do the rest.
Your frailty is assumed,
understood
and foreseen.
It will not separate us,
though an abyss
may seem to yawn
between us.
Know this:
nothing [injustice, ugliness, apathy],
nothing [hypocrisy, laziness, messiness],
nothing [trauma, discouragement, affluenza]
can keep me
away from
my beloved.
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