Dreaming of the End — a Ballade
Last Friday, I posted my paint chip prompt without my poem. I promised to post it by Monday and here it is. While it is fictional, in that I haven’t actually had this dream, it is loosely based on my interpretation of what I’ve learned studying the book of Revelation. The evil and hate that we so struggle to understand in this world will one day all be swept away.
As a reminder, the three paint chip words and phrases I chose to use were Rocky Mountains, avalanche, and polished stones. I’m not sure I’m totally happy with how this turned out, but it’s my first attempt at a Ballade. Just coming up with enough rhyming words for the b rhymes was tough.
Dreaming of the End I had a dream of happenstance Into the future I was thrown Expecting to see mankind's great advance What I saw left me chilled to the bone No one else there, just me alone I could not see my family, my friends Landscape was flattened, birds all flown Where are you now, Rocky Mountains? My dream warped back to an avalanche It started small but quickly had grown The mighty mountains it did loudly cranch Boulders it caused to heave and groan This catastrophe caused me to cry and moan As trees were felled by the thousands It seemed I would lose all I had known Where are you now, Rocky Mountains? I realized in comfort I'd become entrenched This dream, still future, changed my tone As raised from the rubble was an olive branch Along with spectacular polished stones Then I saw evil finally dethroned As our world from violence God cleansed Gone was the sin for which Christ had atoned And where are you now, Rocky Mountains? There in my dream I witnessed God's throne Streams of living water flowed from fountains From seeming disaster came the perfect capstone You are now God's glory, mighty mountains
What a wonderful Ballade, Linda! I especially like the refrain.