The Golden Orb
I dreamed,
Dreamed I was
In a lush meadow
Almost buried
In tall wheat-like grass.
I could see majestic
Snow-capped mountains
In the distance
And a beautiful wood close by.
Butterflies, intricately dressed
In fantastic designs
Fluttered around me,
And small creatures,
Perhaps lady-bugs,
Walked over me,
Begging me to get up.
But I did not.
I did not care
About the loveliness around me
Or the hope of adventure
To the far mountains.
I was tired,
Tired and lonely.
Had been for a very long time,
My entire life.
Such a long trek to get here
And no one to share it
With me.
Beauty is not near as beauteous
Without another heart
With whom to share it.
Suddenly, in the mist
I spied a small, golden orb
Approaching in the sky above.
Amazed, I watched
As it drew near
Growing larger as it did so.
A soft, gentle light pulsated around it,
And I was comforted --
I don’t know why.
It remained suspended
Above me
For long moments,
And I sensed it said to me,
“I love you dearly.”
Yet, I knew such things
Do not speak.
This had to be a dream.
I was gaining strength
All the while
And knew
I would be able to get up soon
To move on
And again try to enjoy
The gorgeous world around me
Alone.
I still wished desperately
For another like me
To go with me.
But the landscape
Was bare of humans
And had been
For the many years of my travel.
Now I stood
And looked closer
Through the golden light
Into the orb.
Shocked I was
To see a man
Gazing at me
From within,
A man with the kindest eyes
I had ever known.
They seemed
To dance with mirth
While inviting me
To come close.
Much like a frightened animal,
I cautiously stepped forward,
On the mark to run
If danger rose.
He spoke,
And the soothing vibration
Melted my heart.
“You are my beloved.
Come with me,
And we will live in this bubble
Of love and grace
With the Father
And the Son
And the Holy Spirit
Forever.”
Eyes streaming,
Heart overflowing,
I responded with a wordless “yes,”
And dissolved into the orb,
Into him,
Forever blessed.
Suddenly, the meadow was empty,
All was drenched in that glistening,
Sparkling, golden hue.
And the lady-bugs,
Tinged with that lovely light,
Danced in delight with us.