While asleep or not, in a dream or a vision or something else,

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 within,

The heart flutters like a small excited sparrow

Until the most tender hand of love touches

And eyes meet those all-knowing eyes…

An unearthly fire floods the soul

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.”