An Easter Vision

You suddenly appeared to me Jesus. You were sitting in the lotus position in your raiment of colorful robes. . .levitating. Your wavy long locks had turned grey. You did not speak to me, you just looked at me with your kindest eyes and raised a cup in my honor and then you vanished like a specter into the sun splashed day leaving me shaken in wonder and contemplation. I have endeavored arduously to decipher that vision, that day-dream that felt so surreal. What message were you trying to communicate? Was your silent toast meant to convey that you feel I am walking down the right path? If only I could have spoken to you before you vanished I would have asked how I could serve you better, and I would have devoutly honored you with my soft tears of joy. I can still see your hair lifted by that gentle breeze near the verdant grasses encircled by tall pines. Did you appear in this natural serene setting because it is where I feel closest to you? It seemed so natural for you to be floating and not standing with your feet on the earth below. In disbelief, I wonder if I conjured your image out of a desperate need to reinforce my faith in you? Yet I have always deeply felt your presence without ever seeing you manifested in physical form encompassed by your aura of glorious golden light. I am always asking heaven's angels for their protection and guidance with my daily life. Maybe you appeared to me so that I would know you are also just a prayer away? I do know that, beloved, and should you ever visit me again I would just bow my head to express my gratitude for all you have done to save humanity and for all the love you bestow on each of us in teaching us to love one another as we love you. This is an Easter awakening I will never forget! God Bless all my poetry friends this Easter and always. © Connie Marcum Wong