F Note

Horses unbridled
Chomping at the “bit” 
Lathering and ready to go. 
Who will sound the call? 
The first born 
The riders into the storm 
The unbridled ones 

Clinking 
Tingling 
The coins of heaven 
Are about to be released 
Onto the earth 
Like never before 

Rivers of gold 
So much gold 
Golden light 
Morning and evening 
Flowing 
Rivers 
Of 
Light. 

“Notes from Heaven” Series, 
Nikki Lyn Pugh, © 2022