The Heavenly House

I saw a cloud shrouded with glory, a Shekinah light kinda like a metamorphosis satori, describing my whole lifes vital signs, inscribed in my mind like a kaleidoscope story.
Im arrested and step to the fore.
Reassured that Ive been attested for an investment affordably bought.
It’s funny ‘cause I felt more like I fell morbidly short.
My credibility’s feelin incredibly sensitive, I intended to mention this but I'm cautioned to ignore it and ordered to lay down my sword.
I can’t even talk.
I forfeit the remorse.
Endorphins that surely were awarded me in my lifetime before.
Im called forth by this source, a burning torch that morphs more and more into an adoring amore.
Winged creatures sing “Oh come let us adore”.
This sweet sound secretes legions of crowds like a thousand lambs bleating.
I bow my head in my hands as I weep.
Deep breathing as I see ‘round about.
An astounding amount of glorious shouts that are resounding out from the commanders mouths.
What a precious expression.
Intersession.
Romantically dancing with reverence in the wedding procession to the heavenly house.

Reviews

[David Scott]

I think a bit of overkill on Biblical metaphores. Still, we all get a bit emersed in something that we are exited about. Your enthusiasm showed load and clear.