Little Angels

As I prayed, during the 4th watch, one morning, I saw angels.  There were three, and they were visible either in my imagination or mind's eye for only seconds.  The first ran away into the light, at a bit of a distance from me.  The second passed by me, at not so great a distance, and the 3rd came up to my face, to peak at me.  It's hard to remember if I dreamed this, or if my mind imaged all this as I prayed, but I was told the angels got curious about what I was doing and came to check it out. When I saw them, I didn't understand them to be angels, because they were like very wee children, darting about away, past and to me and away again.  Remembering it, regardless of it's nature, real or imagine, dreaming or awake, makes me feel all smily inside.