~ Beyond the Wooden Gate ~
The portal was open, waiting for me to enter the circle’s vibration,
Leaping ahead, I entered the source, leading into another dimention.
I landed on my own two feet, upright, on white marble stairs,
Looking into a lily white room, seeing only two lily white chairs.
Surrounded by tall windows, sun and clouds supplied the view.
A room stark white, in natural light, from a sky so incredibly blue.
I wandered over to the chairs, when suddenly I felt tired.
I curled up in the giant chair and thought of what transpired.
Awakened by the presents of an angel, standing near,
Her massive wings stood open in the evening, light and clear.
Reaching down she pinned a little something on my blouse,
She smiled a glowing smile, while I stayed quiet as a mouse.
I looked to find the pair of angels wings, she gave to me,
She said "these are for your eyes, therefore no one else can see."
"It’s time to go my dear", she said, "your kind heart earned this gift,
The spinning vortex waits for you, to return you to your lift."
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