When The End came
It came quickly
No one
No body
Had time to think
Or to do
Everything, simply
Was torn asunder
No pain
No fear
The mountains did not crumble
Nor did the forests fall
Or the rivers spill over
Or drain
No fire
No wind
Simple obliteration
Every living thing
Man
Woman
Animal
Bird
Whatever
Just gone
Only dust
Dissipating quickly
Quietly
And, when it cleared
There was only He
The One
Not standing
There was no ground
Or platform
Or altar
He was
Simply
There
Alone
Until the angels gathered
What happens now?
A fresh start
Then he smiled
And, opening his hand
A small rock
Then He was gone
Yet the rock remained
Floating.
The End