Angel Spirit Poem by Aram Stefanian

Before I said goodbye to the dying moonless night,
I felt a breath of cool air brush along my cheek.
Gasping at seeing a heart-shaped wreath of light,
I heard someone speak in a clear voice, ''Don't freak!
I am an answer to your prayer, your spirit guide
To remind you of your true nature which is divine.
Once you awaken to the ultimate truth, you shall abide
In your Father's kingdom to eat His bread and drink His wine.''
Then the voice faded out, and I remained in the dark.
I couldn't fully realize if it was a vision or reality.
When the sky started to lighten up, I saw a blazing spark.
For a split second did a face glimmer there, a holy entity.