The stoplight promised
a few moments of my time
idling,
anxiously waiting,
which seemed so unkind
before pushing forward
in my hectic pace
and continuing toward
demanding errands,
as if in a race.
In one magical instant,
I was all alone
finding myself very still and distant,
all other thoughts had gone.
There before me
on this early morning stage
with effervescent curtain
henna-hued,
suddenly there appeared electricity
sparkling ice-blue.
A spiritual vision
reigning high
above the eastern horizon,
an opening in the cotton-sky.
Golden ribbons and crystal rays
penetrated one porcelain-white cloud.
This bejeweled wonder was like a chandelier
of hot silver and gleaming gold sprays
from heaven's translucent waterfall
cascading
so very near.
Creator, donned in pristine gold
with crown of silver lace,
out of the heavens from a cloud
He gifted me His loving hope
and eternal grace.
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