My eyes became dim with weeping for he is far from me that consoled me.

At the moment the decision for the great book was made, there was a great omen. The Alpha and The Omega burned clearly in the sky. Unbeknownst to Constantine, there were wheels within wheels set into motion, plans within plans, and all things would be touched by his decision from this moment forward. There were ripples sent out in all direction that wouldn't become clear until the coming of the Burning Bush whose words appear as shiny as gold but really come out upside down and backwards and are misleading and reek of death.

Oh, Saint Constantine, what have you done?

Watercolor and gold on paper. Copyright 2010 by Kelley Vandiver