You sat out in a pasture filled with pastel pink flowers that had a hint of white. A weeping willow tree sat behind you and a faint breeze made the limbs go from side to side. You had your eyes closed, taking in the nature and beauty of the pasture around you.

"Hello, my shepherd. How are you my friend..?"

A voice that was familiar and soothing made a smile creep on your face. You turned around and saw the angel, Gabriel leaning against the Willow tree and smiling at your softly.