Moments Before The Passing Of The Universe... (Version I I Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

And the world remained closed,
absence of Life, blood and oxygen;
rivers, white water
merging with brooks-
and streams...rising up-
into the oceans and seas.
the greatest of seas
and oceans of Time;
And yes, there was Time,
though time for the first time-
was moot,
as far as we knew,
for Time is but an element
of planning and judgment
for mortal life, as a guide
on our temporary stay,
here, on this plane,
or dimension, limbo...
faith has many byway's;

[And you suddenly wonder,
where we're all headed]

It is Time, It is Time
to couple, to conjugate
Time with Space.
a marriage, until now
hell-bound in dross
oozing from a pentagram,
the goat of black-magic.

My God, what a sight
to see an Angel cry
at the anathema before
her Modigliani eyes,
for God has unveiled
her soul, her spirit
from this coming of-
the black Horse, Edomite,
dripping with oil,
and the mold of old bunkers.

All this, and so much more
be observed by the last-
who be walking the Earth
on the day of its passing,
when the Universe blinks
sees Death, ... and dies.




FjR-MMXVII