(Inspired by a—well, you’ll see by the end, anyway. :)

Once upon a time
on a dark and stormy night,
I was crying and crying and crying
though I knew it would be all right.

Even though the tears in my eyes
didn’t always flow (kinda like all my rhymes)
But they did that time; I was sad, all right, but You were there, all night, chasing darkness away from my sight
with Your light

As the tears pooled up, they were ready to fall.
I felt You flickering—thought I heard You call
me…
You materialized in no time at all,
with a bottle in Your hand, on Your lips was an “Awww.”

I drew closer to You,
You got closer to me,
stuck the jar in my face,
so I couldn’t see.
Flowing into the bottle
all my tears collecting,
I saw You jiggle the bottle and
dancing in glee

My tears they had stopped,
and no salt did I feel,
face was not even wet—did You somehow just heal
me up? And calm me down so very quickly,
o My God, I AM—sorry! That my heart is so sickly—

Suddenly, I felt a flicker in space,
a warmth trailing down both sides of my face.
my tears might have been there
but Your kisses took their place

I was taken aback, didn’t know what to think,
You again shook that bottle. Something started to clink.
My tears had gone in there,
but now on Your palm,
all I could see were some DIAMONDS!
And my cheeks getting warm

As You waved for some metal—formed it into a crown? Set the diamonds in, gently,
blew on them, glued them down

Waving Your hand again, patted my head
Holding my breath, more still than the dead
Vaguely from corners of eyes, thought I saw You
Raising arms up, Getting ready to finally do

Something Your Word had once told me about
You were now, I think, ready, to give me a crown!
I lifted my head and said Please, LORD, one second!
He nodded, still smiling, imperceptibly beckoned

And setting that crown with my tears in my hand
He watched me approaching The King and The Lamb
I didn’t know where I should put it—which Hand? How?
So I held it out before me aNd I started to bow

I felt His Fingers brushing mine,
and the crown being taken
Tried to hide my reaction to His Touch
(I was shaking!)

“Oh My baby,” He Said sweetly,
I felt tears on my lashes
“Don’t be sad, coz I will ALWAYS
give you beauty for your ashes.”

(And He put the crown on my head
and I took it off again,
I set it at his feet and then
we did it all again… ♥️✝️
And again… and again.)

Love, collaboration, time With Him
(Even here on earth) is HEAVEN!

-sb (based on a vision/dream/revelation He Gave me)