Never Alone

Ascending at a very rapid pace*; Making haste from the pit below. Soon there arrived a knocking at my door, as I imagined something rotten to the core. But to my blessed and pleasant surprise, There appeared a most beautiful being, most masterly devised and starring into my eyes. As I opened the door reluctantly, I beheld his caring eyes. From the hell below, he had survived and also thrived. He was sent to me to share and sweeten my story. He knew me well- my entire history, and I knew not how. I wanted to bow as his presence embraced me gracefully, and like a blanket, it filled me with warmth so lovingly. And like the angel Michael who came to the aid of Gabriel, He fought, and fights for me presently, against the forces of hell. About this encounter I shall forever tell, with the hope that my story serves you well. 060422PS *Fiction