Suddenly. . . a whisk I was taken in flight from my bike and floated in the air. I traveled for miles in a brief moment. As I looked at the splendor. I was going over cities and mountains.
The voice of my beloved! Behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. The Song of Solomon 2: 8 KJV
The Escapes writings of "Wreaths From Heaven" is based on a true visions of a dream from Miisrael Join me in the Revelation of a dream of a writing in the Book of Escapes
