The Anointing
I took her hand in mineAnd softly closed my eyes.
We both began to pray--
To God we cast our cries.
The next thing I recall
Was waking up again
But I didn’t fall asleep
Yet I knew not where I'd been.
As I opened up my eyes
And reacquired my sight
A veil began to lift,
A veil of golden light.
And although it was departing,
I could feel its residue;
In a word it was elation,
Euphoria in two.
And yet I could remember
In my mind and in my heart
I had truly been somewhere
That wasn't on the chart.
High up in the sky,
A million miles above,
A slow and gentle river
Is flowing made of love.
It meanders all the way
Throughout the Universe;
It has no start or stop,
It has no death or birth.
It's also made of music,
Not the kind you hear,
But the kind that plays
In your heart not in your ear.
It's like supple little waves
Slowly lapping on the shore
Of a remote and desert isle
That people never tour;
With a warm summer breeze
And the starry sky at night
And coconuts and palms
And a full moon shining bright.
Where there is nobody else
For miles and miles around,
But just pure solitude
And the gentle lapping sound.
But then I felt an urge,
A yearning of some kind,
To come back to the world,
That was familiar to my mind.
Or maybe it was fear
Of forever letting go;
I did not want to leave
The life I used to know.
And so I pulled away
And reached out for the past;
I wanted to return
To where I had been last.
And the next thing that I knew
I was opening my eyes
And then the golden veil
Of light began to rise.
It gently set me down
To where I was before,
Returning to the sky
To come again no more.
I knew not what it was.
I had no earthly clue.
But what it was was real--
Of that I knew I knew.
A chariot of light,
Another realm or plane,
A spirit in the sky,
And there it does remain.
And years and years and years
Have come and passed away
Yet never have I been
To where I was that day.
But now I’ve come to know
From long and deep reflection
That what I felt that day
Was really God’s affection.
He heard my desperate cry,
He knew my pain and sadness,
And extending down his hand,
He anointed me with gladness.
He gently picked me up
And put me down again.
He healed me with his love
And washed me clean of sin.
And now I am quite sure
There is a God above me
And now there is no doubt
That he does truly love me.
And I know that on the day
When days there are no more
The river will bend back down
And take me to that shore.
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