VISIONARY TEACHINGS by Gill Schwartz

A HIGH ANGEL CAME
A Pre-birth Memory

An Angel of the Presence, Metatron,
came to me and said
"The High and Holy One calls on spirits
to incarnate as witnesses to His love"

"Let me go," I responded with all my being.
"Let me help carry His message into all realms"

The Angel bathed me in her radiance.
"What form would you bear, what guise of matter
would suit this glorious purpose?" she asked.

"In all the eons I have roamed these galaxies,
free of any form or purpose but my own curiosity,
of all I have seen and experienced,
a beauteous image remains:
A Poem of Crystal like a Bird.
A poem whose rhymes and rhythms resonate
to the Truth beyond words;
Crystal whose facets refract and recombine
Light into Its source and destiny;
A bird, whose wings carry it effortlessly
on the flowing wind,
from the past to its awaiting destiny."

The Metatron folded her six multicolored wings about me,
to sustain me in what she had to say.
"I am sorry, dear spirit, but nothing like that exists
in all the realms of matter," she explained.
"But there is, on a world in a sliver of space-time,
a being that can transmute into that state you describe,
or, as well, its furthest opposite.
We will give you that form of endless possibility.
We will make you a man."

Copyright Nathaniel Schwartz 2003