I single white cloud drifts across the pale blue sky.

Does it bring shade before it dissipates and is gone?

Not but for a select few.

Later, it reappears with unity at heart.

It joins with its brothers at some other place.

They themselves become shade for many.

Now shade turns to rain and rain to torrent.

The tiny shade for some is dismissed.

But the gathering will be heard above the din.

It will stop man in his wayward tracks.

By compulsion, he will take heed.

What he dismissed, will announce its intent with violence.

A soft word becomes unavoidable.

Gather together and preach what is true with the strongest of intent!

Band together and glorify God in their presence.

Speak of sin and the beauty of his Holy Son!

Perform the will of God among all men.

Announce His Holy salvation in the places of men with great boldness!

Let our God be HEARD!

Proclaim and save souls!