As I Look Down M

AS I LOOK DOWN

There I lay, seemingly at rest
They’re now ripping open my shirt
And placing paddles on my chest
Yet I know I no longer hurt
As I look down

I never believed this spirit stuff
But now it is happening to me
This experience is real enough
It is my body I can actually see
As I look down

They’re trying hard to resuscitate
Who could know my time was due
But they got here a bit too late
I see them all now clustered round
As I look down

Floating up here near the ceiling
More than a transient O O B
It is such an odd strange feeling
Like the Ka of Gifford Hillary
As I look down

The human spirit must heed the call
Ethereal, not physical, it is clear
As we actually do exist after all
Both me down there and up here
As I look down
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