The 'vision' was to be remembered. <br />But the hour of its visit was not. <br />A reinvention of my thought process... <br />Came to startle and speeded the beating, <br />Of my heart. <br />It did not terrorize, <br />But held me in awe and with surprise. <br />And before my eyes and ears appeared... <br />Magnificent light with familiar voices, <br />I endeared. <br />Immediate comfort with peace was mine. <br />Whatever 'it' was... <br />I knew it was divine. <br />And I could not protest, <br />Its arresting presence. <br /> <br />'What do you think 'it' was? ' <br /> <br />I don't know! <br />But I'm glad I'm not on crack.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/arresting-presence/
