Saturday, June 6, 2009


This bright light,
That came nearly out of the dust we are made from,
Showered over me,
The way lightening bolts explode in the sky.
It started only distant,
But within seconds,
It was travelling through the ground my feet stood upon.
It ran up my veins and through my chest.
It’s power held me down,
But set me free.
I couldn’t move away,
I didn’t want to turn,
To stray.
I felt a touch of heaven,
From a dark box,
And felt an angel take its presence.
I wanted to hold on,
The night was so short,
And I feared this be my one encounter.
I began rising weightlessly in the air,
Closing my eyes,
To feel I was only waking to dream.

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