A vision of My Death

What a vision that is not real?
Vision, is God alive
Are the eyes, the very few see
Are allow to see, that’s Him

If you lucky enough …
To be chosen, by Him
As the one
He prefers

To do all of His task
Without being ask …
Is an act you both of you, understood
Stood there, you mirror image of both of you

You can dispute …
As you’ve, put all the trust in Him
In you and you
Both, misunderstood

While all others, have taken you
For a fool …the real you, no one knew
Both of you, His obedient disciple
Him, the opulent of best of every of things

Opposite, He’s not to me …
We same rod, not a negative or positive gram
A gram positive rod like a Corynebacterium
Or a gram negative as is pathogenic Mobiluncus

Going now, to the own theme
A vision of my death …
Four accidents, less than two months
None my fault, but them …

It was not I, on the wheels
But, He in control, He stole the show
Guided, protected and the new owner
Of my moonlight GM Equinox …

If you ask me, “Why I’ve survived all 4?”
You don’t ask me
Instead, ask Him
He can answer you, maybe as you sleep

It’s hard to grasp …
Images of death
To understand the power
Only, He can give!

To question, no more
The motto, now is
Believe, in the impossible
Is only He, possible

Dispute all man …
He, is whom you can’t
If He places you first
When, you once’s placed by man last

Believe, only He holds that power
Unlike, any man
who is a Supreme Judge
Judge one …

Only He
Has the power to do just that
He is the …
Ultimate judge

In Florida Turnpike, I visioned my death
A small pond next to the highway
Did it rain, days ago? You be the judge
Perhaps was dry before, I passed days ago

A lined of humans chains …
As a image evolved
From rom the pond
It was me as flowers

Were extended out to me
Goose bumps …
I get down my spines
As my purple blood waves good bye to all

My funeral, was held a week later
After my niece husband
Andrew Rodriguez passed on …
My car, an accident came to a full Stop

As my car was driving …
Probably 30 MPH, came to a full stop
It was those red barrels as barricade came
To a full stop, it was not my time!

It was He, driving
Those wheels
I, his obedient disciple
It was not my time

It’s my bodily soul, leaving all of me and
I weightless, ceasing leaving Earth
A stair, I can see in the distance
As, I climb up to Heaven …

I can hear angels with songs of endless alleluia’s
They all nicely tuned
My name sang out loud
Here comes, Minnie never a mouse

She has earned her wings …
Not commented by any Superman or Superwoman earned through sacrifices obeyed
As she, followed all instructed by the Gods

It was not the goddess, Athena
Not the angel Gabriel …
It was the Commander-in-Chief, no one sees
He is only seen through the clouds, she did see

The reasons some sees other, not
It chosen not by a pool
Is, He not a fool
But, some who never understood the truth

Let’s not end with the negatives
Let’s prefer the positives
He died but, lives even more
He gives lives, regardless if you died 50X’s

A vision, a picture of an acceptance presence
Not of that of an imagination …
But, the presence of a unfounded reality
Thus, brought by a state of true wisdom

Wisdom a solid state
States the truth
In all 50 states
In New York State

The Empire State Building
The standing water … fallen
The waterfalls as Niagara’s Falls
The Twin Towers was tall, it’s no more

Grow tall like the endless winds
You can hear but, not see
Only witness objects move
As sounds of God, as He speaks

Minerva A. Garcia, your Poet

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