I am a vision of seven seals,
A tale of triumphs and apocalypses.
My words stretch beyond time and space,
Guiding souls through trials and crises.
I speak of Beasts and Dragon’s wrath,
Of Angels and their trumpets sound.
My pages hold the end of days,
As kingdoms crumble to the ground.
My symbols hold great mysteries,
Of Babylon, and harlots’ might.
My messages were meant to warn,
Of darkness shrouding the world of light.
My author, a man of vision,
Saw wonders in his exile’s plight.
His words endure through the ages,
As truth and hope for seekers’ sight.
What am I, this book profound,
That speaks of glory, pain, and strife?
The end of all things, and the beginning,
The Book of Revelation, wondrous life.