This book holds the items for the contest I enter in 2019, 2020, and beyond. |
Interconnected Dreams Again-- through stanza and line-- I attempt to understand the dreams, which have remained vivid all these years. In the first, I looked into the blue sky and saw a man surrounded by angel white clouds descending from the heavens. His face and beard reflecting the golden splendor of the morning sun. His eyes shining with the glory of the Holy Spirit. In the second, someone knocked on my Grandparents' side door, I answered and came face-to-face with a neighbor. She said, "Come to the Mission on Sunday!" I ask, "Why?" "Because," she replied, Christ is returning than." I answered, "No He's not! He's already returned." Poet's Note: ▶︎ |