Meet at My Presence

Ed Esterline
Jan 15
1 min read

I come as shadow, I come as flame,

To some, I bring terror; to others, I claim.

Darkness before me, yet light shall arise,

I weigh every heart, discerning the wise.

Men flee to rocks, yet none can hide—

I unveil what’s buried deep inside.

Old as the prophets, yet none can delay,

For each meets my presence at the close of their day.

What am I?

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