White wings against an azure sky!
Are the cumulonimbi,
Or God's messengers beckoning?
God messengers beckoning,
To the believers of every race and nation,
To the righteous of every sect and religion.
Distant thunder reverberates!
Is it the warning of a storm,
Or angelic trumpets?
Angelic trumpets calling,
To the scattered remnants of humanity,
To assemble in peace and unity.
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