"V I S I O N S" Poetry Thursday

One afternoon

I knew I was going to die

I was not ready

I questioned in my mind,

so soon?????

and then I looked

and he was there sitting

I thought, "It must be God!"

The Ancient One

No-one has seen his face soooooo

Who was he?

pondering

thinking

He wore a brilliant white feathered headdress

lots of beautiful white feathers adorned him

Him thinking

Me thinking

TRANCE

sublime thoughts danced in my heart

and brought me back to LIFE!

healed, still ALIVE!

Was it all a dream or

Was it Real?

I was sooo GLAD to be Alive

to breathe

Was He a Vision?

or

Was I his Vision?

I think of him often

I don't miss him

Have You seen him?

Cro

This is the first time I have ever tried painting this occurence or talked about it to anyone for fear I would be taken away!

was it a visiting angel or a deadly visitor

or