Or A Dream? A translucent face Smiles up at me Beneath the calm water It's one I can't place Neptune, maybe?

Could it be his daughter? A hand beckons me I'm comfortable I reach out and touch it. It's cold as the sea But wonderful Though strange I must admit. It warms to my touch Gently pulling, Urging me to follow I can feel so much A gentle calling From the depths there below. The face is clear now It's yours, my love. Can it really be true? If so, I will vow To God above I always will love you. Awakened! A change -The vision gone -My hand warm and wet. It was very strange! Phenomenon? It's one I won't forget! Del ³Abe´ Jones 80s