was a dream on one of these days

was a dream on one of these days...
I was walking down a street,
 that passes into gray rock,
houses are ancient, not high,
like some cottages,
like settlement....
fig trees grow there,
but they have almost no fruit
and they are not edible ....
people puts their cars
in an underground garage
all this is wordly life,
 their spirits and bodies.....

Then I see myself
in a fragile structure among
the fields of wild vine ...

I know that soon the troops
will come here
(a mix of fascists and NATO)
and fly aircraft,
and burn and destroy all ....

those who are with me,
go to other shelters ...

for me came a Lion, but it's not a predator,
 he has the soul of man, not the Beast,
I understand that this is the
 Lion of Judah,
a descendant of David - Christ.
He takes me through fields of wild vines,
 and when hell army marching
He hides me in the ground,
we seem to dissolve in it....
I woke up....