A verse from heaven
I stare into the deep blue sky, As pure white clouds pass me by,
A sense of uncontaminated oxygen, that perfect could never defy,
As im walking through the clouds, a faded figure in the distance,
Becomes clearer with my every step, such a beautiful existance,
A white dress that would touch the floor, shoulder length brunette hair,
Transparant wings trimmed in gold, and diamonds ever so rare,
I realise im facing an angel, my bodys becoming delerious,
She starts to approach me slowly, looking peaceful yet mysterious,
As she kneels in the clouds beside me, she suggest we kneel together,
I begin to down nevously, as she shows me a scroll with a feather,
She proceeds to write words vigorously, there invisible which makes me think,
It makes sense when places her feather, in a bottled labelled eternal ink,
She takes a candle that lights automatically, continues writing by the flame,
I get chills as the text becomes visible, she starts to spell out my name,
I become up-tight and try to stand, but she gently grips my hand,
She explains the situation was inevitable, for years she'd had this planned,
She shared with me facts about Satan, there unrepeatable so unforgiving,
Leaning forward she whispered in my ear, 'hell is actually where your living'
The experience was unforgetable, i now realise i was lucky to be selected,
The angel promised if i fulfilled her dreams, i would forever be protected,
She stared at me eye to eye, asked me to pass a hidden message on to earth,
You yourself have helped to fulfill her dreams, by reading through this angels verse.