The End

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