This sleep is closing my eyes,
taking me away on this journey
into another place in another time,
that world only slightly beyond,
didn't seem far but as if it's
just in another room
in a different galaxy.
I feel as if I'm drunk with
the nectar of divine wine.
I'm so powerfully pulled over
the mountains inwardly
toward my home.
The glorious symphony music
beckons me.
Seemed million miles away
but yet so near.
Caught up in the third heaven,
in the company of angels
as they carried me away into
different mansions of the souls,
strata and spheres of the cathedral
to be healed and cleansed,
prepared and refreshed from
my earthly sojourn for yet another
day to be lived as I return.
But the inner view must be hidden
with veil upon veil as doors upon doors
are opened and closed for my consciousness to experience and learn the lessons offered,
and upon return to my earthly temple that the
secret knowledge of the visions shown
not to be fully revealed.
This experience is private and personal in nature.
Unwittingly forgetfulness and clouded  patterns within must persists in
this peculiar daily encounter,
but the spirit man within must
also vaguely remember
and not to totally allow it to rescind.
The consciousness of man
must be imprinted with a resonance of various types of vibration according to
the octaves within the wavelength
of the divine scale.
Sleep is sort of a near death experience,
a touch of heaven within the earth,
it carries with it the penalty
of a profound price depending on
the condition of the life essence
of the earth man.
The silver lining can be broken or strengthened,
and the spirit's stay or return is eminent.
I am fully awake and aware,
being conscious of the divine in my life through the unction of revealed truth that I received.
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