Coming in the Cloud

It lies beyond all that you can see,
Just there, where the darkness disappears 
Into the unknown pitch.
That is the place which we seek.
It is the place we strain to hear.
And we serve an unseen King
Who speaks in whispers 
Out of the abyss.
And we obey.
Come hell,
Or come what may.
And that unseen Kingdom comes.
It unfurls it's intent
In the willing movement of our limbs.
Oh to serve it with our members!
To walk in step to the unheard drum!
To move into the fray
With light and truth our covering
And faith unshaken our shield!
To live or die
In the service of this last and final King unseen...
Unseen for now.
But those with eyes to see
Behold him already
​Coming in the cloud.