Beyond Admiration Poem by Bree Z Love

Beyond admiration,
yet I arrived in a terrible condition.
To be welcomed into their upheld hands;
I enter the castle in the middle of Antonia; graciously in a unknown yet familiar land.

The pleasantness surrounds this place that beckon me, again.
Awful, in the cringing condition.
Worse than before, I went in.
Welcomed by a fresh flower bed
The scent of strengthen
approached me with a quicken
assist; nursing my open wounds. Always
a healing.

My third visit; I nearly death ridden.
Holding tulips close to my heart; almost at its end.
In an instant, I realized
this place, their place and my place; mystically and eternally coexists.

The castle of Antonia is the temple; where my three Angels awaits.
No deja vu,
in the midst of
the circumference; they heal.
And I live.
And I am indebted in praise for them.