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How curious, remote, the pain seemed now
As a fly on the ceiling, she looked down
Her body below in a hospital gown

Incessant beeps emitted by machines
With blips and waves on their monitor screens
She tried to cry out; muffled were her screams

No warmth penetrated surgeons’ white masks
“What are they doing?” she wanted to ask
“And how do I know they’re up to the task?”

The scene rolled past like a horror movie
Terror, she feared, would last eternally
But the action, the beeps, stopped suddenly

A creature of light appeared, took her hand
Something seemed familiar about this man
Had they met before in another land?

Through a stone tunnel he guided her now
Without taking steps, but floating somehow
Toward figures moving in a misty shroud

Some she recognized as they drew near
Family and friends whose love she held dear
Were welcoming her; she’d nothing to fear

Parents, an uncle, a cousin and niece
Beckoned her onward, her soul sensed release
In a radiant spectrum, stairway to peace

But as scenes from her life began to unwind
A Deity with a voice so sublime
Said, “I’m sorry, but it’s not yet your time.”

Pulled by a vacuum, withdrawn from the light
Through the tunnel again, though she tried to fight
From the ceiling she gazed, witnessed the sight

Electric currents jump-started her heart
Paddles brought back pain she’d known from the start
When later she woke, there was much to impart

But a skeptical doctor denied her claim
Her “journey” he dismissed as inane
Circuits, claimed he, had misfired in her brain

But she knew the truth, would not be deceived
Even when only her pastor believed
A glimpse of heaven she had received


* * Based on my own experience during surgery long ago.

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