Art by Norman E. Masters
From a photo by Harvey Green
Light shines into my dark at times And I clearly see precious wonders Laying upon my bed in twilight slumber I dreamed an echo of beautiful voices far off, then Issa humming in my ear, saying, "Come with me." Issa is walking around in my soul playing his flute. Then a kaliedoscope of my past reflects a split second of colors And I am in the desert singing and dancing around a campfire And Issa is there, playing his flute with skill. My soul blinks. Then I am in a temple praying with tears falling down my cheeks Terrified to the utter core of my being. Suddenly I'm afraid. My soul blinks again. I come back to my familiar, comfortable bed for a minute. Then I hear Sophia singing to me so sweetly. She is singing with the choirs of angels. They are beckoning me back to join them. A part of me begins to sing with Her And I am Golden Light suddenly One with many others. Issa is walking around in my soul playing a tune on his flute. Then He is Golden Light too. I hear Him his voice say "You will remember this upon awakening." Imprinting This Dream of Light I feel my soul linger in waves of Bliss slowly descending Till I rest in peaceful, quiet sleep With a smile.