Benediction came my way, through its namesake, clerkish, fey.
When he left, I deemed to stay, my only instinct thus: to pray.
Still, the way of my devotion seemed bizarre and though I wandered
Not enough to halt its progress, in an abstract sense I wondered.
Thus commenced the styled performance; first I seemed to turn the world,
Once, from twice an odd direction. All defied surreal reflection.
While my single was transformed, three dimensions were vitally born.
These are my essential minutes; let the words be undiminished.
The scene inside my room was vivid – spirits came but none were livid,
Just my friends, the literal men. Named I them with joy intense.
All the while a throne, my chair, leant askew with someone there.
This the Lord, I knew him well, prone was struck and to him fell.
There I lay in meditation, ‘fore aroused by violent voices
From beyond my supplication. Much bemused I stood, responsive.
Looking out, I strained to hear: “Jump outside to test!”, they jeered.
In my state of heightened reason, this request bore contemplation.
Would to jump bring death through treason, or new life through dedication?
As my mind, suggested, wandered, one leg in and one leg out,
Luck would bring a voice to sunder faith in me and death to doubt.
“Have no fear of tempting strangers, they are but the baleful rest.
Stay inside!” Advised the angel. Once retrieved, the stars I blessed.
Then I felt a force compelling me to stop and face the throne
In a manner thus: Reclining on one side, the right hand zone.
In the posture – just, enlightened – then began the Revelation.
There before my eyes the Saviour, Holy Spirit, Earth’s Creator.
Picture this, the blazing scene: A crown was formed, a three-pronged beam.
For the whole the three incorporates played a part, defining orders.
As the truth came home decoded, safe was I in living quarters.