Prophecy
by
Radiance Angelina Petro

Five thousand years–
a world of imagination–
a great shadow grazing time.

You are the holy ghost
who lived in the end
and the beginning,
your arms a night-lodging
where everyone is welcome,
where anyone can flee
the law of remembrance,
and sleep, like a child–
satisfied in knowing they
made all of this.

And when they wake,
you will wake, and another
way will open, and they
will become another name
for love and fly away to live
another five thousand years,
and you will fold your arms around
yourself, feel the warmth,
and, being satisfied, dream yourself
into sleep, into another
great light grazing the fields of time.