Come Up Higher

I write of a dream Out of the body, alive in the spirit It begin on a slipping bare field Intriguingly, there is nothing to shield A feeling of fear run through me As the enemy approaches A mass of fearful thoughts As the foe runs across Running, racing, gasping for breath Climbing steeper slopes Running endless races Racing to dreadful places For one glorious moment It dawned on me I can fly I can fly on wings of Angels? Even on wings of archangels? Then comes a voice…Echoing Come on fly!...Come up higher! In awe! My feet was high above the ground This left the enemy confound I begin to soar and to glide like an Eagle High up am safe and secure! High up I can reach for the stars! High up I can reach for the mars!! And they heard a loud voice from heaven saying to them, “Come Up Here [Higher]”. And they ascended to heaven in a cloud, and their enemies saw them [no more]. Revelation 11:12