nadia abduljabbar

A Vision

A Vision

I saw Jesus Twice;
I saw his descending
From the sky,
After a dialogue on
Christ -peace be upon him
And all of Almighty
Messengers and Prophets-
With two priests;
One was in BLACK,
The second was in WHITE.

I can't forget that vision,
The discussion was held
By me and my sister Hanan
On one side and two
Priests on the other side.
Though it took place
Around twenty years ago.

In that vision I ran with my
Child to the window,
After hearing a tremendous
Voice announcing
Jesus Second coming.

He was coming down
Stairs like that of a plane
Yet there was no aero plane
Around; only clouds.

I cannot forget his eyes
How can I
Forget that nose,
Hair colour or slender body,
Who am I
To let that gaze
In my eye
Sink in oblivion;
That profound look
That says I know
Who you are;
You are the woman
From Makkah who
Cares to tell my followers
About my reality.

That I am not God
Or Son of God,
That I was not crucified,
But my enemy was;
He looked similar to me
In the last moments
Before I was raised
To Heavens only
To wait for my
Second Coming
As a major sign
That earth not Heaven;
The whole world
Is about to come
To a final closure;
To an Explosion
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Topic(s) of this poem: visionary

Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 2, 2014
Poem Edited: Thursday, October 2, 2014

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  • Abdulla Al-hemaidyAbdulla Al-hemaidy (10/3/2014 7:29:00 AM)

    Interesting reading dear Nadia. You are lucky!

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