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A bright image, shaped like the glow of a hand

A mysterious presence now sensed drawing near;

Without any fear the head slowly turns

And eyes begin to search as the touch draws very near,

Kindness radiates and gentleness surrounds

A sudden refreshing warmth settles,

The heart flutters like a small sparrow

Until the most tender hand of love touches

And eyes meet those all-knowing eyes

An unearthly fire floods within

From the blazing eyes on the brilliant face

Set off by purest white, majestic flowing hair,

A Voice also rushes within the spirit and mind saying-

“Awake my beloved, in whom I delight,

Heaven’s treasures of Kingdom revelation are now yours.”