Time will come
when clouds will join
with waters whirling and red
of men`s hate of another
of words hate of Him.

Time will come
when doves will weep
over forests-saddened and-mourning
of man`s rage towards stars
of man`s rage towards of those -
that are not and those that are.

Time will come
when eyes will be no longer,
when lips will be no longer,
when ears will be no longer.

Time will come -
when tears will be no longer...
when trumpets will sing
-
and the air will revive!