Stopped Briefly In Grief

Everywhere as God's eyes wandered throughout the heavens, his heart was quaked, upset, within this nocturnal and un-vernal age and also results of The Great Conflict!

Lucifer's Campaign, his owlish irony-his thinking!

Earth's galaxy, likened to a desert of ebon sunlight, orbs disorientated, off their axis, out of their original orbits: planets, comets, meteorites, all bombarding all interstellar space at random.

An unpeople earth, a planet mown, all in disfigurement.

All due to the plight of the aggressive forces of Lucifer, his two-hundred million angelic abandoners, all had actually fallen upon this planetary kingdom like a desert cicada, as Archangel Mich' el as well as his myriads battled them, of one-hundred million, as well as lost, till the Commander and also Chief, God's Son drove them off the cliffs of paradise.

Planet's solar system had detected molten heaps of destroy throughout this dispute: it was as if a cyclone had actually torn through a fruitful orchard, leaving just a couple of black as well as decaying stumps!

( Desolation and also bleakness-; desecration and also sacrilege ... ).

All apparently vacant, silent, bleak planets with ferruginous atmospheric winds within their chaotic orbits ...

Leaned as well as slanted was earth's moon about its loss, and reflection of planet's light from its sun, as well as its warming rays.

Tardily was earth's spin on its axis, fifty percent veiled by her sun, planet likened to an almond.

Its high-pulsing mountains, vales, atolls, in plain dilapidation.

Earth's seas blasted out, dome dry.

Planet, just about a mausoleum!

For how long she lay barren, who's to claim?

God's holy angels whelmed by the utter loss as well as despair-they saw as it were, all the fluttering darkness, all the gloom, the mess up by those despotic ambiguous angelic beings, abandoners, once pals currently enemies, clothed in rotten tatters, outcasts-.

And also therefore, none would certainly risk approach their Creator, leprous beings of one of the most unholy wrong: to have assumed to become the emirs of heaven, its caliph.

Lo, now having actually been driven out of heaven none can locate the words to respond to God, neither his Son, nor his Spirit, for several would certainly anon be entombed; as well as just what they could say!

So they all fell under a silence, to which was their finest option.

' And then what?' They assumed.

' Cast right into the cosmic prisons, in some far-off nebula; or some defused mass in interstellar space, circled by gasses and luminous spots of darkness as some neanthropic, or extant types!'.

No dice, no chance, no wager!

As a result, they got away with the ashen dirty issue of space, and also some right into the dark and also hidden networks of earth's abyss, as their noise expanded fainter, to their Creator, and the sites of heaven were shut to them, at last.

Wholly troubled and also despairing they were left to stray, to ask yourself to curiosity, to breath in their mockery, while they cursed and also played, as well as awaited their stopped gloom, for all were damned, and all were in some cataleptic condition.