Recall

She perceived it as light at first sight, like the morning was made to rescue her from the perennial, sleepless nights, and like when she was frozen down a pitch black hole and squinted at the sliver of a sunbeam; and then she said he wore white, exactly looking like an angel, for a short moment that seemed to last, her life depended on just staring at him She believed she'd already seen him but wished they'd met before She saw a new scene of an instant memory Her heart recalls it was the beginning, but her soul knew it was returning to something- something that's always been with her time