White Robes, the King and Seraphs

**************************************************************** As if within a dream she seemed, while gently fanning her transparent lovely wings ~ Trimmed in silver and golds glitterings with perfect eyes, like diamonds set aglow About crystal waters; her enchanting voice rising within euphorias mesmerizing melody Anointing my Spirit as I serenely closed my own afore this, tranquillities entwined as one.... Lifting my vision unto the throne of divine; amid the arms of Angels a journey complete * Creations jubilant voice risen from the tombs marking times destiny which, called to me ~ A symphony rejoicing atop the tides crossing evermores shores of light; now embracing Seraphs and white robes once washed within the crimson pools of cardinals purpose.... To be claimed and reclaimed as a child and a bride; this beauty upon high resounding Her celebrations joyous notes and she with fluttering wings, singing unto The King of Kings * Loves glittering colours rising, their casting into a sea of divinities Spirits left forevermore ~ Entwined as one and I opening these eyes that tranquillity may reside; euphorias calling.... **************************************************************** ....“Amid The Wings About, `Her Crystalline Waters!`”