O, the land of Silver Dreams all about us shines and gleams,
Where we loved before God fashioned night and day.
We were souls in eerie, minds made of light;
Our love wings could speed from height to height.
All was glory, love and light, light with out a night.”
Cresto sang these soul-stirring words to me while he was holding me in his strong arms and carrying me home.
CHAPTER XI.
Will those Visions come again