V I S I T O R


I speak of my own delight
When a power so beautiful
Enfolded me
A bubble of pure joy, love and peace
I never knew before.

Its strength overwhelmed me
It crushed me
I was ecstatic, then silent
I knew from whence it came.

This presence comes to me
In myriad of ways
I never knew to happen.
Explosions of pure golden light
Through dimensions
It rocks me, shakes me
Talks to me.

This does not end
But splashes into my head always
More vibrant than before
A ripple of surprises from above.

Marjory Stone

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