Revelation Poem by louis rams

Was it a revelation that I saw? Was
it opening up a door?
It was a foggy mist touching me like a tender kiss.
I tried to talk but it was much too late, as it started to take its shape.
It was transparent as I could see through it to the other side, as my fears began to rise.
As it got closer it took on depth which is a scene I'll never forget.
In his left hand he held a diamond studded cross and in his right hand a book with radiating lights.
Yet his face I could not see for it was all blurry to me.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again and it disappeared from view and yet I felt a presence next to me.
WHO COULD IT BE?
(C) POETLOU 050926