Figures in peaceful pose

parade in poignant silence

no charade, no guise

for they enter

then silenty fade into dim light

the nighttime of daylight's graying haze

what processions are these visions?

angelic guests

come to comfort my insecure soul

nay, I know their names

and yet,each face eludes recognition

apparitions, specters, anomalies of my imagination

sojourners from mystical emanations

the family of humanities past

my senses are now in full rush

piqued by the innocent march

of my immense ignorance

did I too exist in their place?

will I soon reside there?

in the hush of this silent radiance

my mind traverses between times

of eternal space

there on my gown of white

over my heart

now rests

beads of serene grace

in the hush of dim light

I shall know only peace