One pleasant summer afternoon walking through an open field, a short distance adjacent to the corner store,
I witnessed a radical metamorphosis, as in a fairy tale, too infeasible giving credence to, accumulative in mass across the exuberant horizon, effervescent clouds emerged, rolling down from the mystic sky, a pattern unfolded before my eyes. Silhouetted in the billowing sky a man appeared dressed in a pure white full-length robe. Those distinguished features belong to God or Jesus. He kneeled down, with extended arms, inviting me to come!
Communicating his desire telepathically, suddenly the very ground
I stood on felt it had been pulled from under me, a stillness on Earth took place that day, I'd never felt before, turning about-face my heart began to hyperpulsate, stunning my mind, paralyzing my gait. I stumbled in disbelief. Nothing obscured my vision, nor was I dreaming. I was fully awake, running an errand for my mom, faced with uncertainty regarding my fate. I ran. While running along the path, emotions running rampant. Torn between guilt and confusion, had I made the correct decision or made a drastic mistake? An encounter I'll never forget; one phenomenon and an honor, leaving me with questions to ponder, years after.