I, John, saw an angel come down from Heaven with great authority given to him.
The earth was lit up with his glory.
Sadly we never hear or see angels except in a hymn.
But they are always there in our own story.

The awaking dream at dawn was real in plain sight.
I saw my soul outside my body, it’s reality secure.
It was not a corny view with rays of light.
The point was that it existed, of that I was sure.

I cannot describe it.
I just knew with certainty that it was.
My soul’s fire is lit.
It is and was for all time with no why or because.

Before I had always doubted it’s existence.
Now I was sure, I could finish happily this life sentence.