It Is Finished (Poetry)

I look in the sky

And see a roaring storm

Coming towards me

Its power makes me gasp in fear

A black horse

Gallops through the dark clouds

Its eyes gleaming red

With fury

A creature rides the horse

He is demon personified

Horns protrude from his head

The smell of death seeps from him

He sneers at me

Spittle drops down on the earth

Like pouring rain

In search of destruction

I fall on to me knees

Desperate for a savior

Anxiety lingers

With my heart and my soul

Someone like a Son of Man

Races through the clouds

Riding a great white horse

His eyes light up the sky

I hear thunder

As lightening roars across the sky

And tears through the demon

And his horse

I see fire

And smell burning flesh

The earth opens up

And devours the storm in one huge bite

The Son of Man

Opens his arms wide open,

the storm disappears

And is replaced by a beautiful rainbow

I remember God

I remember my Savior

I remember the promise

Of a new day in heaven