Golden City

A parted sky shows off what it hides behind its veil

I see rows of gold castles floating in the air; its well-polished golden walls are reflected on a glassy river that runs below

What is this brilliant light that sets a massive sky a glow?

I blink once, I blink twice, can any one else see? Or is this a gift just for me?

 My soul enters a swooning trance, my eyes transfixed at such an awesome splendor dance.  This next part I am unclear on how to speak out, though my eyes were captivated by the gold city my car drove on and steady as if there were two of me! My body is doing the driving, but my spirit doing the witnessing.

On this cold night I feel fuzzy and warm all inside. I have the sensation of being rapture off my seat, but my body does not move from where I sit. My radio plays in the background, and as if on cue a collection of angelic voices begin to sing.  It's a choir of the most beautiful voices I have ever heard, but I do not recognize the song (nor have I heard it since then) but somehow I know it is suppose to go with the vision my eyes feast on

I join the choir and sing with them….

Praise-praise Him, HOLY-HOLY-HOLY is His mighty name! 

Tears run down my face.

I’m at the end of the road now, and I must turn right, but I don't want to look away. But as I do, the once parted clouds come together as two curtains being drawn to a close after a performance.  The golden city is out of sight, but the vision forever now lives in my heart.

Thank you Lord for allowing me to witness your boldness and giving me a sneak peak of what is behind your living room curtain.