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I came close last night.
Not sure why I stopped.
I thought then it was fright-
I know now it was not.
Blackness and terror
Had covered my head.
I thought I'd escape-
I'd be better dead.
But out of the darkness,
I saw something white.
I did not understand though,
The source of that light.
There were five shining angels,
On fire and bright,
They all carried swords,
And they banished the night.
The first promised anything,
Any service at all-
He'd gladly trade places,
Saving me from my fall.
The second had logic,
Deep knowledge and wisdom.
He told me that I,
Was not in Death's dominion.
The third was encouragement-
Bright as a star.
She laid out a battle plan,
I knew was not hard.
The forth was more stoic,
But her presence alone-
From her, one simple plea,
And I longed to atone.
But the fifth is the one
That captured my mind.
He gathered me close,
And he told me, "You're mine."
"You can't die." he said,
"And here is the reason-
Right now, this time,
This is not your season."
He told me a story,
Of me and my loved one,
Of how I would meet,
My granddaughter and grandson.
My angels- they saved me.
They lifted me high.
On the back of their wings,
I can yet reach the sky.
What can I say?
