I woke up this morning sometime after midnight with the sounds and sights of a dream most divine. The angels were singing to me, in my dreams, again.
Every now and then I wake up to songs I have never heard before, being sung as sweet lullabies, comforting my soul.
I climbed out of bed, knowing this was one of those ‘don’t let it slip by’ moments, grabbed my keybord and replayed the heavenly stanza titled, “In the Morning.”
I promised God that if he would speak to me in words, whispers and melodies, I would write it down, master it, and then share it with the world.