The Luminescent Seraph Poem by Justin Reamer

The Luminescent Seraph



The sun sets—West over—Big Lake—the colours—illuminate the sky—
Passionate Colours—red—pink—magenta—purple—illuminating the Night Sky—
Dusk brings the world—Twilight—everything on Earth dimly lit—
Everything becomes dark—Stars appear in the Night Sky—
They are far away—no Light Source on the Earth—
Nature appears—all—Animals come out in the Night—
Here I am—after watching—the Sunset—beautiful—always—
I look to the heavens—thank God for all He has done—His Creation is beautiful—

I almost leave—I hear Nature awaken—the crickets—chirps in dark night—
The frogs—soft little croaks—the mice and rats—squeaking—scampering throughout—
The owl hooting—all philosophical wisdom—learned over the years—
I hear a Voice—I see her—standing before me—she sings God’s praises—the most beautiful Voice I heard—
An Alto—has never resonated—much Euphony—beautifully praising God’s Name.
She sang—her body lit up—her golden Locks drifted and swayed—all—
The whispering Winds—whistled in her Hair—they radiated—brighter than the Sun.
Her blue Eyes—like the Lake—calm and peaceful—beautiful—energetic—vivacious—
Her Robes—pure Silk—white in shade—her skin fair—illuminated her surroundings—
Circumference of Light banishing—darkness—

She was a Seraph—dancing in the night—every word—singing the Psalms—
Her voice crescendoed and decrescendoed—volume and pitch—perfect—
She determined—dynamics differently—forte and piano—
Her octaves changed—she uttered each note—precisely—
She praised God—all her Heart—she was a Virgin most pure—
She sang her Soul to Him—her Halo floated—above her head—
Her Wings—flowing in the background—
Her Eyes glistening—love and adoration to her Creator—her Father in Heaven—
She showed Him—she loved Him—her beautiful Voice—

She sang—an angelic Choir appeared—I was amazed—the beautiful Sight—
Heaven on Earth—I did not believe my eyes—they sang together—accompanying each other—
I fell in love with the Seraph—she was the most Beautiful Woman—
Righteous and beautiful—Divinity—my Muse for my life—
How I loved her—all her Beauty—all her Wonders—never seen anyone like her—
I saw her—she—the most beautiful Woman in the world—
She eventually stopped singing—she looked to the Heavens—
Looked to her Father—Who was mine also—He made all of us—
She reached—Him—He took her in His hand—she climbed the Stairway to Heaven—

She vanished—I stood appalled—I would never see her again—
The Woman—was the most beautiful in the world—she lives in my Heart today—
Heavenly—Divine in every way—a celestial Being—
She grabs my Heart—makes it beat—every time I think of Her—I breathe deeply and smile—
I can never forget Her—but remember—just how wonderful she is—
I cannot forget her Identity—she will always be my Angel—
No one in the world—I would rather have but She—
Love in every sense of the word— she is Perfect to me—
No matter what people say—perfect She will always be.

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Justin Reamer

Justin Reamer

Holland, Michigan
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