Call the commander, gather forth the Host, all must come listen, all most approach… Across the sea of faces, across the great divide, all were showing interest, all whisper, start the show… “I would have your full attention” said Commander of the Host, I have come from council, I must address the Host… “I understand frustration, has sullied the whole and host, but news We now report, by order of Counsel… “ A world will be created, a world of sight and sound, of light, dark and waters, of life, ordered by the Crown… “We will fill such vacant swirls, with tangible array, and when it all is finished, we will create a brand new race…” Now Heaven forgot her troubles, but only for a time, as song and great rejoicing, radiated through space and time… Then it seemed there was a murmur, as Lucifer came fore, and bowed his frame to Michael, and then he went away… Those who saw commenced rejoicing, but their joy was short lived, for the foe turned and blasphemed, O you should have seen each face… It seemed that exalted Angel, repented just one day, but within that large and perfect frame, a heart withered away… Jealousy and anger, robbed him of all joy, and it was the final act, yes a turning point! Yes the line drawn was breached, never would he return, for hatred replaced love, praise had turned to scorn, the segment now is over, but more is still to come, so gather friends and neighbors, and play this true sad song…
