Glenda Soto-Gomez

Rhapsodies, Poetry and Something else.


In a bad and cruel world, and the worst moment in 2020, I created one of my most favorite books in collaboration with the one. Here is a part of it.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I wrote it. Thank you for Reading as always, Blessings!

It was night when he took me out of the world. In a place so far that not one else in the Universe knows.
When I entered, it was so dark that I couldn’t see around me but he was there holding me and I wasn’t worried. I could see the stars, and the sky, I could see earth and the planets, I could see everything but nobody could see us.
Everybody was very busy and troubled with their own things that they couldn’t see us.
It was only him and me in a place filled with an amazing blue color like the ocean and a clear stained panel as a rooftop.
He looked up at the sky and I saw him screaming so loud and crying but the world still couldn’t hear us and I cried and said thank you for loving me, he kissed my forehead, hugging me he said, I love you.
I was delighted with this place, and marvelous with the Universe.
I saw around me, let me describe it for you. This place has some trees, in fact it looks like it is one tree, a very robust tree, very beautiful and that tree was the foundation of everything in there, it has roots around like something was born there, they were enormous and very stick to the ground but coming up to the surface. It was peaceful, because it was at night, everything was dark but I could see the green pastures surrounding the tree and the dark blue when you see the ocean in the evening.

Psalm 23 A psalm of David
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

2 Corinthians 3:16-18 New International Version (NIV)
16 But whenever anyone turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. 17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 18 And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.

Copyright © My Version of Him, Between Heaven and Earth 100 Poems By Glenda Soto-Gomez