Spiritual Journey Poem by vicky Lynn Ring

I've had many dreams that has led me through my spiritual journey
And every morning I wake up to the sunshine and glory
This I tell you is my wonderful story...
When I lost my mom I fell into a deep black well.
For two years my mind was blank, I felt numb
and every part of my being was gloomy and sad
I felt dead!
Later I started feeling really mad
Then later on, I prayed to God and saying,
'Why did you take my mom? '
That night I had my first spiritual dream
It woke me up from a deep, deep sleep.
I traveled to a seventh dimension that was Heaven
With beautiful Angels holding my hands,
Their voices were whismical, their flesh was so soft
They led me to a classical stoned door
with flowers of all colors that bloomed.
The door was open and I stood there stunned and amazed.
Artists from long centuries ago were teaching new
beginners of painters their art for our future's fame.
The door closed slowly and my body seemed to flow.
I awoke with such love and meaning for life
and that life still goes on even in the afterlife.
Now there is no more mourning in my spiritual journey.