"Know thou these things, that all shall see the One and He shall be great and terrible and things will become anew in His sight. (A poem is written here in its entirety) Rider on the Wind I heard Thee on high tonight, far above my head Thou did'st ride. The night was Thy shroud and the stars Thy hair, Thy voice shook the heavens and frightened the earth. The moon fled from Thee and the clouds wept bitterly, light flashed forth at Thy bidding and set the sky afire. I cried out to Thee silently from the storm. Thou did'st come to me. "Come My child." No hesitation and I am gone to the land I long to see, so far away, so far away."