A poem about magical being.

Comes A Light

I saw myself walking backward,

Talking to trees and animals,

Nature’s light sought my soul,

And all that everything fulfills.

Poetry became a rainbow,

Stretching far as I could see,

I was a few feet above the ground

Wondering what was happening to me.

Suddenly I heard a voice from above,

Telling me I was on a special plane,

Asking me not to have any fear,

The meaning would become quite plain.

I asked the voice, What am I doing here?

It replied, you are changing your life,

It will fill your heart with happiness,

You no longer will feel any strife.

I thanked the voice for choosing me,

It replied I chose for my self,

No more pain and agony,

They will be placed on a shelf.

Now I feel I am truly at peace,

I now here the angels sing,

Thank you, I said to the light,

I heard a soft bell ring.

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  • lillyrose on Nov 6, 2009

    very moving poem, it would be nice to think of death happening like that.

  • Vikram Chhabra on Nov 6, 2009

    That was very engrossing!! It was a great description of a great spiritual experience!!

  • Goodselfme on Nov 6, 2009

    Very gently penned piece.TX for the write.

  • Sharif Ishnin on Nov 6, 2009

    Beautiful and serene. Good work.

  • Hansika on Nov 7, 2009

    very good one

  • QuinMonty86 on Nov 7, 2009

    That was a nice piece, Will. Someplace I would like to go.

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