Having experienced a clinical death, made aware of the peace and serenity of eternity was a gift. Being brought back to life was also a gift; a new chance to live life more completely!
With their last goodbyes, they walked away Disappearing in the early morning light Glaring, the pedantic clock leads the way Warm, wrapped in a gauzy cocoon, tight Blissfully euphoric, sedated, waning sight Whizzing on a gurney, through silent halls Wide-eyed doors open to a curious fishbowl of faces Swimming in a sea of floating green tiled walls My consciousness, serenely traveling into nameless spaces Buoyantly riding in a tunnel of luminous cloudy embraces Peace and tranquility arrested the restless soul in me Immersed in the warmth and gift from above In a blinding light, he stepped forward, so I could see … My time had not yet come; these words, He spoke with love Returning me on the wings of a mourning dove Faded voices, I could hear The haunting cries of babies born today My eyes filled with regretful tears Life on Earth I must live, vowing not to stray Until my work is done and He calls me home to stay. Date: April 29, 2022 For: Near Death Experience Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke Placed 6th in contest
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