Poetry: Incarnate

I came from the ends of the Earth 
Look, 
something Greater is Here!
I walk among men, 
resembling them 
My Spirit though— infinite
Boundless, 
Timeless, 
Pure,
From everlasting!

From above I have come,
to fulfil my purpose—
Revival! Reawakening!
Have you not read?
“I will send you a prophet,
before the great and terrible day…”
Yes! Only a handful
are aware of my presence. 
The holy ones with Me
Fighting by my side.

Woe is you,
harlots of sorcery 
slaves of the dragon,
servants of leviathan, 
indeed, you have witnessed 
a fair share of My autonomy 
Behold and see
your awesome collapse 
From above I have come,
HOLY SPIRIT.

Turn the hearts of fathers
Turn the hearts of children,
the second seal in procession 
the third seal to soon follow
hearts crying out
tears flowing relentlessly 
Prophecy—
All prophecy 
The true ones surely know.

I love those who love me
those who seek Me 
will surely find me.

Wisdom! Oh Wisdom,
wherefore art thou?
Earth wears a mask 
of dark and dire intent,
men turned to idols—
lovers of themselves 
false in their vows, 
to golden treason bent.
traitors
criminals
murderous thieves,
holding the form of godliness 
thieving life and breath!

I am here
on earth,
resembling mankind,
I am here, on earth 
incarnate!



Bathabile