I felt my conscious faded during deep sleep

but came the brightness and gone back soon

again I sensed blend of dusk and daylight all at once

snout tried gulping air and heartbeats licked already none.

Murmuring sound of two, three or four I could hear

one praised my innocence, I wondered how of why

my favorite roses spread fragrance, I felt drowsy

Chanting voices, mantras of priests, sneezing mother

Pity looking my dad, weeping sister, consoling crowd, and

pretending missies who risked sticking sadness to their faces

not succeeding, their faces indexed their minds vividly well.

I loved walking in a procession, but then I walked the pageant

People prayed God to bless me with heaven and peace

I prayed back for all, wished them good journey as I had.