Literature
a dream
a dream
I'm surrounded
by clouds
Where I am is
not a room,
nor is it a building.
It isn't a field
or forest either.
I stand on an expanse
filled with music
and billowy clouds.
At first, I think myself alone
but I am not
there is Someone else.
I can't see Them
but I know They're there.
My eyes slip shut
and when they open,
I see Her
She is kneeling,
hands folded in prayer,
Her countenance is radiant
and resplendent in
purity, charity, and faith.
I see her face
and She is
the very epitome
of beauty- in my eyes.
A smile graces Her
face, genuine and loving.
I no longer remember
the deta