This poem was a dream
Without luster it seemed to me;
More than a particle I dreamed to be.
Then I followed a guiding star;
A son of God is who you are.
When I listened and obeyed;
No longer lost or dismayed.
The glow was awesome all around;
I tracked reverse without a sound.
It led me back to Father's realm;
Where He guides me from the helm.
I looked back from whence I came;
And beheld many sons the same.
Glowing from the Father's light;
Shining beacons across the night.
Then I realized all the elect;
Have the particle prism effect.