Playground In the Sky
Life blood thickens
Barely pulsating
through my veins
Memories of my life
briefly pass
through my mind
Breathing ceases
Yet I am alive
I am blanketed
in white feathers
that have fallen
from the sky
I hear violins
softly playing
And delicate
doves whispering
to my soul
Beckoning
I find myself
being lifted
Upwards
Toward a light
above the clouds
I hear the
childlike laughter
of angels
As I enter
God’s playground
in the sky
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