Visions and dreams, relate to some degree,
A surreal decree, doubts and questions remain.
In a realm, a night depicting a day,
Is as the sun to an oracle, without answers.
Meteoroids miraculously compared to rain,
“All knowing, all seeing”, a deity for saints.
His eye replaced the sun, locked in shock
His silent voice, bent winds and swept the clouds.
Fallen, a dead man descends on a mountain bed,
As the man’s end lies near, he lives in oblivion.