Vision Of The Rose.. Poem by Sharon Smith

I remember Lord, one night it be
When something strange You did for me
Was here..but there..on this strange night
My soul it did..just take to flight

Two Hands clasped 'round a single Rose
The most brilliant white, I did suppose;
That it was foreign to this land
Then You placed it in my humble hand

I could hardly breathe..its brilliant shine
The light of the Rose connected with mine
And then, I held unto my chest
'Oh Lord, this Rose is Truly Blessed'

Its beams of Light shone all around
Pressed to my heart without a sound
The rose..it melted..and did depart
Right through my breast..into my heart

I stood for this moment..rendered still
What feeling is this my heart does spill
What joy You brought to me my King
What Love You have to do this thing.