rather than to proclaim My Word to achieve It and spread the Life,
lavish their speeches to Him and darkness
like the volcano and its plume of smoke covers It,
preventing It from rising on the Heights where I await It… ”
The distribution of the cloud of ashes indicates the nations mainly concerned.
When My Breath vanishes just as the wind abates and drops into the sea the seed it was carrying
and the rain it was driving along,
the desert remains a desert, and the remnant of life in it is going to die