The moon is quiet
Peace is still
He comes
Last hour
One is taken
His will
………………………………….
Blessings, rewards
It’s raining
Hosanna to the king
Hearts sing, golden streets
A thousand years
Whispers of the Moon: A Poetic Reflection
In the stillness of the last hour, He comes. One is taken. Peace rains down. A poetic vision of the moment heaven meets earth where hearts sing, streets shine, and the King reigns for a thousand years.