disciples who have seen death
reformed in the same life
to see the light
is to be born again
thunder
flash of heaven
rain
touch of heaven
Bright eyes dipped in milk
Hands folded to the heavens
Marked by the sun
Salvation in the light
their dreams now white
as virgin snow
an orchestra of blazing fires
and screams of agony
thunder
flash of hell
rain
touch of hell
destinies turned to glass
shattering when grasped
leaving
shadows on the wall
walking in eternal light
by heaven's direction
carrying paper children
waiting in the dark