Seraphs

In times of solitary, I was visited by God. Oftentimes, we played games in the sun or rain, We hid and sought for one another - our joy maintained. In rare times, God showed me secrets of times. The spirit of Seraphs were unveiled, revealing a presence of an eternal lifetime. Their six wings embraced the light around them. My eyes beheld a sight so pure. Wings like the rainbow, Their faces of eagles, of men, and oxen. Their majesty like a newborn baby, And their voice like all the bodies of water fused together. Many came to form a choir to give thanks to God, They sang, "Elohim, Elohim, Majestic and great..." A piece too marvelous for words' sake.