Echoes of the Oncoming Future - Poem

I was in the knowledge that today I would need to get a poem out, but I wasn't stressing about it. A part of me just figured I'll relax about it and let the gates of inspiration open whenever felt right. Well, I'll tell you what: It is late at night and boy have those glorious gates opened wide. I just sat down by my computer to see if something could pop in to my head, maybe from the most random of places, inspiration would hit on the spot.

Newsflash. It did. Inspiration hit.

Based on a phrase I composed this poem titled "Echoes of the Oncoming Future," is a whimsical, smooth little tale of a young man who is walking on the streets of his city, feeling good about his day, feeling happy and thankful, when he hears in the distance a band. Now see, this band is playing a wonderful new little tune that this guy, who just so happens to be a musical encyclopedia just cannot place. He is lightening to it very carefully, he hears the musicians and the singer, but because the song is so new and fresh, while it feels familiar as well, he simply cannot place it.

He is wondering, who is conducting the band? Who is singing? What are they playing? What are they saying?

As you join my new friend, (hopefully he will become yours to), you will join him in uncovering the quite exciting mystery of the "Echoes of the Oncoming Future" and the answers will be revealed if you follow along!

Happy reading, folks!

Have a wonderful week,

Your Friend,

Yitzy Schweitzer

Echoes of the Oncoming Future - Poem

As I walk in the cold, the skies grey, but my spirits high,
Soft rain falls, as the afternoon goes by,
Taking each step slowly, at my own pace I make my way,
Feeling hopeful and content, for all the good things He sent today.

Suddenly, from within the rain, a song I can hear,
Soft, rhythmic, a happy tune, quite pleasant on the ear,
I have never heard this tune before, a new original composition,
It sounds quite beautiful, so I stop, to concentrate and listen.

I hear the sounds of trumpet, marching bands moving in,
I hear a voice, rich and strong, a powerful voice, singing,
There is some guitar, some piano, maybe a little bit of bass,
I still am wondering what this song is, it’s a piece of music I can’t place.

I hear a saxophone solo, this song really has it all,
It seems as though every musician, is answering some kind of call,
They have come together, a melodic unit, to spread a message of some kind,
But what is this message, that I wonder, its meaning I hope to find.

Suddenly, I hear a voice I recognize as clear as day,
It is the voice of G-d calling for His children to follow in His way,
Now I understand, I can finally place the tune, no longer do I wonder,
This song is the echoes of the oncoming future.

It’s a message from Heaven, from our Loving Father and King,
Telling us not to worry, He is in control of every little old thing,
It is the song of Mashiach, the composition of freedom and peace,
Soon you’ll hear it to, if you only tap in to your heart and believe.