At one moment in my life I met an individual who explained to me his experience as he was consumed by a vision full of light and resolution. This was as this person was clinically perished. He felt as if he was traveling through a tunnel with an exceeding light that then pointed toward a glorified feeling of release and wonder. As he returned to life he never forgot this rare cosmic expression and was immediately enlightened and submerged with wisdom.

VISIONS OF THE ILLUMINATION

Illustrative craftsmanship embroiders
an elegant tapestry of patterning
sequences bringing a visual hypnosis.
Within this embryonic romance
an apprenticeship is commencing
a supersonic metamorphosis
ispiring yielding spirits to dance.
The choreographic emphasis
is deliberating a resonance
reverberating resourcefully, inclining
each reluctant soul to reflective quiescence.
Extrapolating futuristic immortalities,
alleviating prerequisites in their irrelevance
we receive exuberant optimistic realities.
The exuding rays of brilliance
will initiate a glowing resilience
of our magical and thriving potentialities.
The glimmering light at the end of the tunnel
will summon our souls to the monks of Nicene.
The foretaste of a possible redemption
awakens a tantalizing description.
To this vision of radiance and illumination
we propel our spirits climbing through
the Milky Way to the paradisal exposition.
Glancing down the starlit stairwell
we witness the calm release as the subtle
secrets brings us to God’s mezzanine.
As the meditative tendencies
continue with their epitomizing
they thrust a perpetration
enacting a gorgeous totality.
Whimpering mildly as Saturn’s rings
maintain the polarity in purer balance
to nurture an ultimate trancendentality.
The glamorous mirages of a bolder joviality
extracts the symbolic actuality
implying the resolution of independency.
The supernatural process transport us in a trance
through the parallel universe constantly energizing.
Tolling cathedrals enthrall the landscape
initializing comforting suns all rising.
Inertia will penetrate any preposterous disguising
and spiritually anoint our souls.
To reach the destination where the seraphim sing
is our goal of existence and our perpetual advance.
Whether we must in our bewilderment aimlessly scrape?
We then absolve the cold and calloused
with sages and prophets as they seal our goals,
and free our visions and voyages toward our preeminent escape.