On the Wings of Hope : Prose
Prokhor Ozornin Timong Lightbringer
For one more life I write with feather - let's voice keep ringing in the ether.
The Maker gave a Blade of Fire to fight in souls and in wire,
To sing a Message to mankind and help become them man of mind.
Let courage, honor, joy and truth awaken souls, who are sooth,
So with the Hope in divine Light they'll purify the world of blight.
The mix of times is on threshold, and pure spirits, who are bold,
Will have a chance for wisdom's feast, and learn that death does not exist.
Advice was given, hints were made, let's inner fire never fade -
But help one see what's wrong and main, for we are coming once again …
Divine Age
Angel
- Greeting, people! - Angel smiled.
- And who might you be, we wonder? - they muttered.
- I am a son of God, - answered Angel. - I have come to aid you.
- We didn’t call for you! - they have bitten.
- Of that I know, - replied Angel. - That’s why I have come to you.
- Because you weren’t expected? - men burst out laughing.
- No, because you would never call for me yourself.
- The stub is clear, day is ended, - they have been mocking. - We are living pretty well even without ones like you!
- Oh, that I see, - Angel has sighted. - Have already collected stones to banish us, have you?
- What was that? - a shout came from a crowd.
- Throw away your stones from the bosoms, - said Angel. - Better, if on the road.
- Well, you know, - people have choked. - What if they will still be of some use to us?
- Going to throw them in the sky, are you? - Angel smiled. - Or have you forgotten of the gravitation invisible?
- We have forgotten nothing! Of all the nature laws we are aware of, taming it!
- To tame one, you have to love one. We are responsible for the ones whom we tame.
- How very smart of you, oh our star-descended one!
- For what the reason have you brought knifes together with you? Are you going to cut yourselves in distemper, I wonder?
- Nay, we have no need to cut ourselves, oh damned one! Intended for the enemy of ours this weapon is.
- How are you expecting to distinguish friends from foes, if anger blinds minds of yours so often?
- Have no worry of that, we’ll sort it all somehow with no aid from your side! We have lived much and we have known much.
- Who is that one, standing among you with a backpack that has hunched his back? Why haven’t you tried to facilitate the burden of his, idly standing?
- Oh, ye are a stupid one, indeed! A stock of stones for the ones like you we have gathered in that backpack, so that they be always, well, at hand.
- Do facilitate the burden of your brother.
- We are gonna to throw that stones at ye then, foolish one!
- Try it, if minds of yours thirst for no other.
- Tally-ho, brothers! Have no mercy!
***
- And where is the fulfillment of your desires, throwing ones? Or haven’t you been warned of the gravitation invisible?
- Oh, how terribly painful it is! Save us, ignorant ones, from those stones, flying back to us! Accelerating are those stones returning and feet of ours have stuck seriously like in a bog, and no longer can we move forward! Rescue us for we thirst for living intolerably nevertheless! Save us, we beg of you!
- Lend your hands to each other and let last ones from you take my hands, if out of bogs you are daring to get out. Carry you on my wings I will, believed ones. Hold each other tight for now to be saved!
***
- Why have you saved us, oh Angel, sent from the heavens?
- Whether you feel better with no stones in your possessions, I wonder?
- We didn’t ask you for favors! Homes of ours are destroyed, clothes of ours are smeared in dirt - and whether by your favor, we wonder?
- Whether it was not you who have plunged yourselves straight into a swamp? What are you carrying in bosoms once again?
- Because we have dirtied ourselves in that smelly mug, then you shall be washed in it as well! Like us you will become from now on from the inside out!
- Have you no fear to turn black from the dirt of yours, I wonder?
- Tally-ho, oh brothers! Have no mercy!
05.02.2012
God's Dream
Devoted to the Living God …
A Newborn God was sitting over the shade of a tall mighty tree, which have not yet been given a name, and was dreaming. He has just created the Earth, and had yet to make a couple of easier worlds in the nearby star systems.
A smile was playing on the God’s lips. He rejoiced at the result of his latest work – the Earth has turned out to be extremely wonderful. There was a great variety of climates, which you would practically never find in any of the worlds, created earlier. There were mountains, rising into the heavens, and sea hollows, leading into infinity. There were giant trees, similar to the one, He was sitting underneath, and smallest, indiscernible for an eye of future inhabitants, leaves and blades of grass of unknown plants. There were an incredible variety of living semireasonable beings, beginning from some small insects, playfully creeping in a grass, and finishing with sea and terrestrial giants. In other words, this was a fine created world – possibly, one of pearls of His Creation.
It seemed that He enclosed something immensely-imperceptible into this process of Creativity. As if He has given to the Earth a part of Himself. And that is why now He was happy.
He dreamt of how humans will soon enter this world of His. How man will rejoice at the sight of his new home, created for him instead of ordinary-looking old ones. How people will settle on boundless horizons of this Creation of Creations, and will love each other and rejoice to life and the world, given by the Maker.
And thus He made a call then to the most distant reaches of the Universe for humans to gather – those, who will live in this new home – probably, the happiest ones among all living. And humans came to the Earth – not even came, actually, but have arrived from their common previous worlds on their spaceship – the ark. And they have descended down to the Earth from it and settled. And named this date as the date of world’s creation.
There were years, and there were decades, and there were hundreds of Earth years passing. Settled those ones, who arrived from far worlds, on corners of sphere terrestrial, and primogenitors of races, three in number, they became. And loved they each other, as the God asked, for some time – yet slowly to forget of love some of them have begun. And, seeing this, to help those falling asleep the God has decided – and asked He started for prophets to come into this world to advise humans of where that Light in the end of a dark tunnel lives. And came angels-prophets, warriors of fine God, to this world terrestrial and prophesied words of pure origin, purifying hearts of His beloved humans. But nevertheless, hearts of many have fallen asleep greatly and did not hear words of those prophets of great God they – and crucified His prophets. But the Most Gracious Maker did not cease to hope, for after all he loved humans even with all their lacks and was ready to help always those, Light who were seeking.
There were hundreds of earth years and there were millennia. Yet more actively and heavily did humans stray in dark and murky tunnels. And seeing human sufferings from the darkness, absorbed by them, the God has dared to make a deed compassionate. His Finest Son, by the Father’s light enlightened, He asked to come to world of humans, to help those suffering with His Light an
d His Love and to set them on the right path. But betrayed the Divine Son did humans, and killed his body, unable to cause harm to the pure spirit.
And there were great grief and confusion in the Heavens. Light Angels of the World Spiritual did cry, seeing this human’s misunderstanding and all the darkness, to which many have already aspired.
And the last, desperate step the God has dared to make then. He Himself has descended to the world He created, to test Himself all temptations of darkness, accepted by humans, and to deny it, having shown them the Way once and for all. The First and the Last the God has become in this world of His own, which on the brink of the chasm was flying, the Son of Man, the Alpha and Omega. For He has come into this world, made by Him, as a human and will leave it as a live revived God soon.
And, having learnt about Him, among all of them living life simple and modest, people began to come to Him. One after another they came and asked.
And the priest shouted to Him : “I banish you, unholy one ! Not of you did yours crucified Son told us, and not you we were waiting for. And not even did we wait for you, for no need for God living and just we need. And is it appropriate for a God great to live in a hole pitiful, and try not to drag in paradise for gold, as we did ? Disappear, impostor !”
And the politician laughed at Him : “Here you are, preaching honesty, living not in mansions imperial. Better look as we, deceiving others, have built palaces ! Therefore study from us, while we share this wisdom of life with you !“
And the sick, humiliated and offended ones came : “There is no justice in the world of yours ever !”, - they shouted to Him. – “We have given you our stones, constantly dragged by us, expecting heavenly wings in return – and where is a fulfillment of our desires ? Or are you not the Almighty, as they say ?”
And proud ones came to Him, and silently spat in Him, before others flaunting.
And cruel ones came to Him, and to finish Him off they threatened.
And clever ones came to Him, and to enter senseless philosophical disputes they tried.
And sly ones came to Him, and tried to catch Him on a word said.
And simple ones came to Him, and were filled their souls with wisdom of His words.
And seeking ones came to Him, and with joy their hearts were lighted up, for they have found at the long last.
And just ones came to Him, and silently submissively bow down before Him.
And pure ones came to Him, and fire of their spirit shined even brightly for they were staying nearby Him.
He accepted them all, refusing no one. For how is it possible to refuse to the children, coming to their Father ?
But somewhere on a joint of the worlds, invisible to an eye of human, enormous clocks keep ticking, measuring the time until the Judgment Day, the day of estimation. The Moment Of Truth.
But still loved did the God his children – and lived in their world near them for the time being. And the chance was given to everyone…
But all this was later, much later. Even though time has no meaning for Immortal ones.
But for now the God was sitting under a huge shady tree on the planet Earth – and was dreaming. He was dreaming of the new wonderful worlds …
09.10.2010
Guardian Angel
- Yes ? – my snow-white Guardian Angel turned to me and smiled warmly. – Have you called for me ?
- I … hm …. to tell the truth, I wasn’t totally confident that you were listening to me, - I mumbled.
- I always do listen to you and hear you, - Angel said. – But you currently, unfortunately, not.
- So … do you want to say that you have nothing like lunch break or anything like that ? – I was surprised.
- No, - replied Angel. – I have need for neither sleep, nor rest. It’s you, people, who prefer to sleep with eyes open widely.
- You mean that you are always at work ? – I guessed.
- Well, yes, - my darling Angel replied indulgently. – I am in a service to the God.
- And how do you fare there … well, in general ? – I found nothing better than to ask that.
- Well and good, - Angel answered. – Dry and warm. Even though there are no millions options to choose from here. It’s you, mankind, who will soon have to choose at last.
- To choose what, exactly ? – I asked.
- Destiny. Life or death. God or Devil. Light or Darkness. Whatever you name it, the essence stays the same. Well …, - and Angel became silent for a second – you, fortunately, understand that well.
- I do, - I answered. – A pity, though, that I don’t always hear you.
- It’s all in your powers and in desire, - and Angel smiled again. – Such is my job, actually, to always hear you and help you to find the God.
- And what prevents you from doing that right now ? – I made my next question.
- Him, mostly, - and Angel has shown his wing on the left. – Well, and sometimes you too, when start doing nonsense.
- Who’s that, him ? – I asked hastily, and only then have noticed the Imp, standing nearby, - that black one ?
- Well, it’s only now he looks like that, - replied my Angel. – But he’s able to pretend to look as oh-so-white in times, like chameleon. – See, how he stares at me right now ? – and Angel smiled warmly and pointed his wing to the left again.
- I take it that he’s angry ? – I questioned my Angel.
- Yes, he’s like that, from time to time. He has his job too, after all. And he’s too will be judged, as well as all of us.
- Judged in what sense ? – I misunderstood.
- Oh, you don’t know yet, do you ? – my Angel was surprised. – There will be a revision of Universe soon, and the Dread Judgment of the Lord, as you call it. – I would, however, rather name it Just Judgment.
- And what will be after the Judgment ? – I asked.
- Life or death, - replied Angel, - for you, for me, and for him – and he pointed his wing on Imp once again.
- You mean, you can die too ? – I was stunned, - are Angels not immortal ?
- Not for the Judgment. – If the Tempter of any man, guarded my ones, similar to me, prevails, the Tempter survives, and Angel and the man become history. If the Guardian Angel prevails – than he as well as his ward survive, and the Tempter become history instead. It’s that simple. Such is the Court.
- And the people, who have turned to the path of evil, betray their Angels as well ? – I was terrified.
- Alas, indeed. And try to feel now, - and my beautiful Angel stirringly looked into my eyes, - how it’s – to die for immortal one ?
- And … how many Angels are going to die like that ?
- Under preliminary forecasts – many, - and Angel sighted sorrowfully. – But … and he became inspired once again, - everything can still be changed.
- If people will hear their Angels and step away from the dark path ? – I questioned.
- Yes, - Angel said, - if they would prevail over their nature. There is very little time left, - he added.
- Little time left ?
- When clock’s arrows will be on the top, - and Angel has become silent for a moment, - very interesting events will start to happen.
- The world will be changing ?
- Definitely.
- Can I help people realize what is awaiting them ? – I asked hopefully.
- Certainly. It’s all in your forces and in the hands of God. And I, too, won’t abandon you, for certain.
- How I do love you, my pure Angel ! – I have exclaimed with tears in the eyes.
- I know, - he smiled mildly. - Come to me, allow me to embrace you in my wings.
- Thank you, Angel, thank you so much for hearing me and caring of me ! Let us never part from each other !
- Yes, let it be so, - my Angel has tenderly answered, gently covering me with his white wings. – Let’s start to always hear each other in the long last…
20.10.2010
Miracle
There
lived people in the world, and sadly and burdensome have they been living. From the birth did they desire something unusual, magical. A holiday of joy of life did they want to come, yet were incapable to create it themselves. And thus world of theirs was grayish and boring, and sadly they have lived. But some of them yet dreamed in hearts of theirs of the great Miracle, the finest of all they have met. Such a Miracle, from beholding of which their eyes would start shining, and their hearts would light up with a fire of faith. And so these dreaming ones have begged the heavens, asking to console hearts of theirs, and to give them the great Miracle to remember it forevermore, thus keeping the faith in their hearts eternally.
And this prayer of theirs, sincere and kind, was heard by the heavens, and heavenly Wanderers have asked their divine Father what miracle to give to His beloved children for their hearts to tremble in admiration, and tears of joy to be born in their eyes. And it has been decided to make the Divine Miracle live among them forever, never abandoning them. So that men can always behold it with their eyes and feel its touches with their souls. So that a source of joy and light inspiration will never extinguish for them.
And dissolved and spread a Miracle Divine, sent from the heavens, in the world of humans invisibly to always remain near people and close to them from that moment and forever on. And embodied it was in the bright light of sun and in singing rustle of trees; in joyful murmur of water streams and morning singing of birds did it show itself; in sea surfs, sunsets and sunrises lilac-pinky was it embodied; in clouds dairy-sugar, by a sky wandering eternally, the beauty of that Miracle, which have filled the world of men, was reflected; in a rain purifying the care of that Miracle of the souls of humans was marked; in the shining of children eyes the sparks of that Miracle invisible forever remained; in infinite number of things and phenomena have this Miracle appeared, reflecting its Creator generosity and greatness.
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