Burning Flames Of Hot Fires Encircled My Bed. Poem by Roxanne Dubarry

Burning Flames Of Hot Fires Encircled My Bed.



Burning flames of hot flames encircled my bed.
Than a loud voice said, "Repent! Repent! Repent!
for the kingdom of heaven is at hand. Tell this
vision throughout all of the lands.

"Repent this very instant! " The warning voice of
doom proclaimed. "Or else soon you will be dead! "
Those are the exact words, I honestly heard.
And I will always remember until the end of my earthly days.

It was not dark outside. Therefore, my fiery visions were not
nightmares. They weredaylight ominous dreams. I was
wide awake.But the bed did not move, nor did it shake.
It did not happen during an earthquake.

Some people will probably call it fake visions and news. But it
is not true. It happened the exact same way I forewarned all of you.The kingdom of heaven is at hand.
And so is the very soon returning of the Son of Man!

Wednesday, June 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spirituality
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The very hot fiery flames encircled my bed and the entire room.
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Roxanne Dubarry

Roxanne Dubarry

Seattle, Washington
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