Deep, deep into a space of darkness
No fear, but a divine holy presence
Settle within this darkness – peace
Flashes of light
Like sparks flying
Thoughts forming
Intent of the spirit
Forming a pattern
Rest – No Thing – Be
No judging
Objective observation
Just being in that quantum realm
A whisper
So faint
I cannot hear
Then, a sound
A gong
Breaks the silence
The whisper becomes
A Voice is strong
Calling out to me
I am here
Come and sit with me
I follow the Voice
So gentle and kind
Toward a bench in a meadow
There at the bench
Sits Jesus
A picnic basket in hand
A smile on his face
He beckons me, come
To feast and chat with him
Within my heart, love swells
The Bridegroom – so attentive
Generous to a fault
Sit beside me, my love
So I may look into your eyes
The beauty within to behold
We sit there
Time seems to stop
For who needs to be constrained
When you’re with the one you love
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