The Bride

People twirling in circles,
Beating feet on the ground,
Passion flowing through their hands,
A song being chanted of deep love,
It takes me deeper.
Dancing is passion and rest.

Swaying fabric of White,
Gold and,
burgande.
Tasels and jewels are shown,

The colors,
Jewels show,
The riches of the King of kings!

Bare feet for reverence!
Lush hair,
Healthy skin of cream!
Beauty pure,
Clean.
The wealth the beauty and wonder of her soul,
The want of being pursued by the Lord of lords!

She is His Bride,
He is her Prize!
Forever passionetely dancing,
The Kingdom is dancing!

Another vision... I had.