She came to me in a vision.
Out of the mist, she stepped into my dreamstate.
She stood my height, dark hair cut just below her ears.
She had a strong presence and a gentle, compassionate spirit.
As soon as I saw her, I knew
we were to be together. She knew too.
It was a moment filled with awe, thankfulness
for finally meeting again in this life, and saddness.
Through tears and sorrow she said, 'Please wait for me.'
'I have waited a lifetime to be together. But to come to you,
I must first say "good-bye" to another. Please wait for me,' she cried.
Without hesitation, I agreed to wait.
Witnessing the honest and compassionate way that
she held her lover, I felt a profound honor for her spirit.
And as she stepped back into the mist, I felt God's smile.
That was July of this summer.
The time was imminent, but not immediate.
So, I lived my life and eventually forgot of our meeting,
until just recently.
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