the blink times

They were hidden together,
away from the prosecution,
reflecting upon His Ascension.

His very last words,
“I will return to you”
of the Next Incarnation,
the Sprit will guide them.

Death upon the cross
the end was near,
fear had crippled them.
“Where do we go?”

But death He overcame,
they saw His hands,
pierced by the nails
of sin and shame

This day they prayed,
in faith and hope,
and He returned,
with tongues of fire.

Words of many races,
they uttered in joy,
caught in the wind,
of the Holy Ghost,
in the Upper Room.