Gabriel

(A lone voice whispers) I always used to wonder Where do Robins go to sleep Then one dark night Within a deep all-consuming lucid dream At approximately one o'clock A beautiful deity appeared out of the mist Wearing a blue and white coat Holding a Lily and a shining lantern Across its shoulder, a golden trumpet and a branch from Paradise On its golden belt Hung a scepter and a silver scroll As it strolled towards me Within my illustrious sleeping streams A strange palace of darkness Where no birds Flew or squawked Its mysterious ever watchful eyes Held me firmly transfixed Like an ethereal heavenly hawk Its bright white orbs Swallowed me whole As it whispered words I'll remember Until I'm old Within the light of day, We appear Your beloved and even I To watch over and visit you To see and follow all that you do When we, the blessed few Waiting in the new spectacular bright white lights In the glorious cathedrals of Atmos, shadowy arches Cross over When allowed a brief time Before we are eventually Reunited in a new form To rejoice in hymn Within your All Highs Divine Church Depending upon The faith of your choice To visit those we still Love To leave a sign or sing A sonnet Happily with echoes of our new voice as we too mourn Then in here At darkness In The Great In-Between A place you all visit Whenever you fall asleep In deep dreams, We always appear For real spiritual shapeshifters Like us Never really sleep We just transform into Robins Through a supernatural technique For sometimes they are merely vessels We use Just one of our everlasting souls keeps So if you see one And it sings Looking straight at you Remember this It's just a beloved loved one Maybe even me Archangel Gabriel Channelling Through And with that beautiful closing line It disappeared quietly Back into the receding winds that whined Of the Hidden Divine And when I awoke at eight, I'm sure it met me Sat on my old garden's wooden gate My beautiful friend Who loves to sit on the washing line Whispering and singing Hello Sending shivers and tingling Shooting As I remember that dream All the way Up and down My sinuous spine (C) Copyright John Duffy