The Lord Beheld Me

Began on Monday, 30 May, 2005.

The Lord beheld me
As I sat upon my patio – it would seem,
And blessed me thus, while I did slumber,
With the semblance of a dream
In my mind’s eye – I glimpsed a vision,
A field of wheat in gold; a sky of blue.
Miles on miles, sheaths were glistening
As the sun played peek-a-boo
Two figures rose before me –
Speaking softly, voices low.
But every word I heard so clearly,
As though I were standing close:
“Regard my children, assembled here –
They be my treasure, each one dear.”
Curiosity gripped me; bid me stay –
Ere long, did the other say:
“Aye, my Father, I do heed thee,
Leave thine cares now to me.”
And wonder did I,
As the Father replied:
“Watch them well; thou shalt protect them,
By thy presence ever near.
With love and faith, must thee nurture,
And too guard them from their fear.
Aid them, should they fall before thee
Guide them gently whence they stray.
Feed them sunshine, gift them rain –
Gladly tend them as they grow by day.”
So I saw, and thus I heard,
And I believed, the Lord’s true word.
(c) Sylphide

(Written for the Walford Anglican School For Girls in Adelaide, Australia)