PAD Challenge 8:For today’s prompt, write a poem that hints at something.
The stakes are high where you and I are led or drawn or towed
Soul-mates headed toward far more than a fork in the road
The touch that breaks the bud and shakes the heavens full of stars
And wakes the wide-eyed day and rakes the gale across its bars
Sketches on skin of humankind a hint of Things to Come
The stakes are high where you and I will soon collect its sum
© Janet Martin
When the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the angels with Him, He will sit on His glorious throne. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate the people one from another, as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. He will place the sheep on His right and the goats on His left. Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.