The Apocalypse--A Revelation ... Chapter Forty-Five (first draft)

The Apocalypse--A Revelation ... Chapter 

The Apocalypse--A Revelation ... Chapter Forty-Five (first draft)

https://allpoetry.com/story/13674069-The-Apocalypse--A-Revelation-...-Chapter-Forty-Four-Part-B--first-by-Lucretia-Mccloud

With Wayne's hospitalization
and imprisonment of body and mind
Sabrina decided on campus to intensify her work
of highlighting a marvelous Creator
benevolent, yes kind.

So, though a frigid chill oft times during mornings filled the air
she donned her camel-colored parka, hooded with fur
matching boots to the knees under a wool plaid skirt
to enable her to withstand an hour created to share
with a cart toting reading paraphernalia highlighting topics
the attention of faculty and students' curiosity to ensnare.

Sabrina felt this necessity
especially since becoming to Wayne prematurely engaged.
For much time he commanded in her heart and life
thus seemingly relegating her ministry to second,
no longer major center stage.

Not thinking that, Jah, with her was enraged.
However, international happenings remind Sabrina
now's the time from other pursuits to become safely disengaged like done during finals with parties.

Your goal to procure should be your focus.
Otherwise, what's the purpose?

Choices made now should our future secure.

After classes and a light snack
with Kim, her mother, Sabrina would return back
to the hospital to relieve Mr. Kang or any other
needing to leave, while Kim carried on work.

Sabrina read, talked or hummed
to keep her spirits from sinking during Wayne's unconscious nap lacking any signs of life. She wasn't even sure she ever saw his lids twitter or blink even once. Definitely not twice.

With him encouraging bible readings read
kept her mental faculties from totally falling off track. Her spirituality during this bleak time
nourished. Regularly fed.

Since she worried and wondered
what brought Wayne to this desperate state.
Hoping and praying his previous actions
weren't brought on by racial riots stemmed in hate.

So Sabrina stroked his hands
and of her daily activities to him did relate
before she preceded with her final ritual of late.

To sing to him softly of reasons to survive.
Hoping to give impetus to his heart
and his desire to be revived:

The Miracle of Life
https://tv.jw.org/#en/mediaitems/Vocal/pub-snv_130_AUDIO

(Psalm 36:9)

1. Ev’ry newborn child, Ev’ry drop of rain,
Ev’ry golden ray of sun, Each head of grain—
All are gifts from God; They reveal his way.
Miracles performed by him sustain us each day.

(CHORUS)

So, what are we to do with a gift so rare
But to love the One who gave it and show him we care.
No matter what we do, We never can earn it.
This gift is still a gift—The miracle of life.

2. Others may give up, Lose their will to try,
Echoing the wife of Job: “Curse God and die.”
We are not that way. Praise to God we give,
Thanking him for ev’ry precious moment we live.

(CHORUS)

So, what are we to do with a gift so rare
But to love the ones around us and show them we care.
No matter what we do, We never can earn it.
This gift is still a gift—The miracle of life.

(See also Job 2:9; Ps. 34:12; Eccl. 8:15; Matt. 22:37-40; Rom. 6:23.)

Sabrina would also it in Korean play
when with her any particular day
Mr. Kang's trepidatious manner
deemed her presence tolerable.

With her to sit quietly during his pensive stay*:

ģƒėŖ…ģ˜ źø°ģ 
https://tv.jw.org/#ko/mediaitems/Vocal/pub-snv_130_AUDIO

1. ź°“ ė‚œ ģƒˆ ģƒėŖ…, ģ˜ź·¼ ź³”ģ‹ģ•Œ,
ė–Øģ–“ģ§€ėŠ” ė¹—ė°©ģšø, źøˆė¹› ķ–‡ģ‚“.
ģ“ ėŖØė“  ģ„ ė¬¼ ģ£¼ģ‹  ķ•˜ėŠė‹˜,
źø°ģ ģœ¼ė”œ ė§¤ģ¼ ģš°ė¦“ ėŒė³“ģ‹œė„¤.

(ķ›„ė “)

ģ“ ź³ ź·€ķ•œ ģ„ ė¬¼ ė°›ź²Œ ėœ ģš°ė¦¬,
ķ•˜ėŠė‹˜ ėŠ˜ ģ‚¬ėž‘ķ•˜ź³  ģ •ģ„± ė‹¤ķ•˜ė¦¬.
ģ–“ė–¤ ģˆ˜ź³ ė”œė„ ė°›źø°ģ— ź³¼ė¶„ķ•œ
ģ“ ģƒėŖ…ģ˜ ģ„ ė¬¼, ģ“ ģƒėŖ…ģ˜ źø°ģ .

2. ė‚™ģ‹¬ķ•œ ģ“ė“¤, ģš„ģ˜ ģ²˜ź°™ģ“,
‘ģ£½ėŠ” ź²ƒģ“ ė‚«ź² ė‹¤’ ķ• ģ§€ė¼ė„,
ģ‚“ģ•„ ģˆØ ģ‰¬ėŠ” ģ“ ėŖØė“  ģˆœź°„
ģš°ė¦¬ģ—ź² ģ†Œģ¤‘ķ•˜ė‹ˆ, ź°ģ‚¬ķ•˜ė¦¬.

(ķ›„ė “)

ģ“ ź³ ź·€ķ•œ ģ„ ė¬¼ ė°›ź²Œ ėœ ģš°ė¦¬,
ė™ė£Œė“¤ ėŠ˜ ģ‚¬ėž‘ķ•˜ź³  ģ •ģ„± ė³“ģ“ė¦¬.
ģ–“ė–¤ ģˆ˜ź³ ė”œė„ ė°›źø°ģ— ź³¼ė¶„ķ•œ
ģ“ ģƒėŖ…ģ˜ ģ„ ė¬¼, ģ“ ģƒėŖ…ģ˜ źø°ģ .

(ģš„ 2:9; ģ‹œ 34:12; ģ „ė„ 8:15; ė§ˆķƒœ 22:37-40; ė”œė§ˆ 6:23 ģ°øģ”°)

For a week straight total,
this ritual Sabrina performed
though, not at all aware
of Wayne's sudden adjustment
from a pitiful long plus vacant stare... TO BE CONT'D

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