In the darkness before first light
awakened by the sounds of ethereal music…
and her name carried on tangles of wind
gently stirring through the leaves outside her window…
“wake… up.. child…” the wind whispers and beckons her from her deep sleep.
From semi conscious dreams she surges upward through the vortex of colour,
And ascends from her dreams to the voice of her Father calling her name
alluring her to His Presence.