As I was among the exiles by the river, I watched as the sky was opened. From out of a windstorm up north, a cloud full of thunder and lightning broke forth. The center appeared as a fire, in the middle were creatures, none human in form. They had four wings and four faces, an eagle, an ox, a lion, and man, all in a swirling dust storm. I am sure that some won't believe me, though I saw what carried each creature. It was a bright, flashing wheel thus arrayed with light, revealing the strength of God’s power and might. When the creatures rose up from the ground, the roar was an awesome and horrible sound. Then came a voice and they lowered their wings, and down came a sapphire throne that was fit for a King. There sat a man, half metal, half fire, and I knew it was God with His angelic choir.