As I was raised up this morning ...and prayed for discernment of the matters of my dream in the night season ...while I sat on a chair in the back yard ...the Lord nevertheless showed me this matter ...
On my left came a mighty storm of darkened clouds, wind, rain, lightning, a shaking thunder ...and on my right came the morning son...(mourning son) ...and the son did show the light of the coming Storm that I might see it more clearly ...and the mighty trees did shake and tremble and all the dead leaves fell to the ground ...and the branches that were dry and dead fell also ...all the time a mighty rain fell upon all that I could see ...
And the birds of the air ate the food that was manufactured for the dogs ...as the dogs were shut up and bound to their habitations ...and even did the dogs tremble and fear the coming and the arrival of the storm ...and so much so that if they were released they would still remain in their habitations for fear of coming out during the storm ...and the thunder and the brightness of the coming lightning did bring fear upon all the creatures ...
save only the birds of the air were not afraid ...and I saw opportunity to drink and play in the fresh waters brought by the rain ...and the Storm remained untill all was washed clean and even the air that any breathed was refreshed ...and even so hard had the rain been; that the painted places lost paint ...and the hard places were washed clean ...and the living grass shined with the coming of the son as the day began anew... and the waters glistened everywhere ...wheresoever the son shined ...there was brightness and refreshing ...
Yet the grass that was once green and worthy ...who had been killed by the digging up of the sewer ...because they lived near the sewer and flourished there ...even had grown themselves higher than the other grass....nevertheless this grass near the sewer could not be brought back to life by the rain no matter how much rain fell on them ...and they were washed away with the floodlets of the begining of the down pour...
For it was found no living thing remained from aroundabout the sewers of men ...and all the barking of dogs did not stop the storm ...or the rain, or the wind, or the clouds, or the light of the lighting ....neither the coming of the son.
and the grapevine was not harmed and waited on the son and looked to be blooming evermore......
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