J Nebula and Visions of Mary For Easter

I took my dog across a brook one Easter day He lapped at the water's edge, then ran off to play The sun's warmth revived me as I threw back my hood Cloud burst overhead made the brook into a flood My dog returned and I said hurriedly "Come on". We then sheltered together until the sun shone What happened next is a mystery to this day Mist covered my eyes in a fog how, I could not say Then I saw Jesus holding out his hand to me Smiling so serenely why, how could it be? Then Mary, Jesus's mother came into view In shimmering raiment, a kiss to me she blew Tears of joyous hope cascaded down my face As I stood amazed, charged with spiritual grace How long I stayed motionless, as did my dog Checking my watch, it was an hour since the white fog Though it seemed only a few minutes or so My dog's bark brought reality again to show.