only a minute

Only a minute

Here is my unbelievable story of love
I want to share with you
as an homage to my Lord.
One night while I was plunged
into sleeping world,
a great light took form in my dream
and a beautiful angel
spoke to me:
“I am Saint Raphael the Archangel,
one of the seven, who stand before the Lord,
who in His infinite mercy ,
allow me to send a message.
He is much aware of the desire
in your hearts,
listen the constant prayers
that souls are rising to Him,
in truth and most burning tears
and as a response of this undying hope and faith
give you a healing.
The longing to reunite as one,
with another human being, truly soul mate
is not allowed for you in this life.
Have to travel appart from each other
in order to complete the education
you came for.
Hearts are bleeding,
experiences put you in suffering
for so many times,
but My Lord knows what it is good for His creatures.
My message is to tell both
He took mercy on you
and give you one minute to be together.
He will get the same message
and therefore you will recognize in a second.
You have to be in a bus, tomorrow morning
at National Express station,
9 a.m, staying to the window
and he will be outside, waiting for you.
With your bodies is permited to express,
but not speak or touch.
He cannot come inside, you out in the street.
Do not afraid ever,
I will be with you as a guardian.
For one minute
you will be able to be near
with souls wide open.
Then you will not see one each other again.
But will have the awareness
of the meeting
for the rest of your life.”
I woke up and burst to tears for a thousand reasons,
couldn’t pick up one.
It was so overwhelming,
all I felt was a river of love covering me from top to bottom.
Never came to my mind to do otherwise
Or questioning what I dreamed.
And here I was.
Strangely very calm and peaceful,
thinking this is God willing,
but when the bus stopped at 9 a.m at the station
I felt I was dying and go through the tunnel.
Looking to the window
he was there, as my angel said.
We have one minute,
but what it is the point of time?
It could be an infinity.
If you asked how he was dressed , what he looked like
I am not in position to inlight you.
This details are minuscule
compare with energy that emerged from us.
Knowing that I cannot get dowm from the bus,
he came to the window,
put his hands on it.
I did the same.
Words are a concept we didn’t recognize,
even that it has been allowed to use them.
Stood there in impecabil union,
quietly love each other,
discovered in out of time,
and most of all we felt the Lord smiling on us.
The glass is an object
that in our world did not exist.
Intensity was so boundless, we expanded in the entire universe.
We are one.
Oh, humans, what we call love
it is million times far from what it means.
In that minute,
we knew the Lord loves us more than we can imagine.
I felt tears coming to my eyes
and in the second he steped away,
bus left.
Do you think after I could go on with my life?
Yes, yes.
With my Lord loving arms hug me for an eternity.

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