Someone

Touch

Sitting in the park

At 15:50 Greenwich Mean Time, today

I beheld a most extraordinary display

An Angel came out to rest and play

I am not certain if it was an amiable lady

Or a gentle man

They were not clearly seen in my vision

Black and white top

Skirt... No way

I'd say

It was red burgundy

Shorts or Culottes probably 

The Angel walked up to my Holy Tree

As though on a visit from the Holy See

Right hand stretched out; touched the bark

Head bowed; made a start

At communion; union in perfect silence

After two or three minutes

Head rose up

Hand withdrew

The Angel glided to the adjacent bench

Sat; broke bread

Gave thanks to the tree

For the relief it gives to You and Me

Genuinely

The Gas that aids our lungs and

Our Little Head of Red

I sat on the bench near the roses of pink and red

Smiled; gave thanks

Bowed my head as I observed and thought 

In silent contemplation; admiration...

It seems more like a woman...

 It was Someone

Specially

Organized

Moments

Energizing

Oneness

Now

Eternally

I palpitate my circles of light and love
to embrace and engulf you true!