Chetta Achara Poet Free verse

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The Heart Stops

The Heart Stops

and I'm flying
over fields of golden wheat
as if I've always known
how to use wings freed
by eternity's wind,
onward and onward
toward a light that is.

But,

the wall looms tall
and prevents me,
for even such wings as these
cannot attain that height,
and I fall
back into the beating heart
of a mortal man.


This poem was inspired by a near death experience my father had after a logging accident in the early 1970s

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L Milton Hankins October 3, 2021 at 7:34 PM Fine work, Chetta. I was once told by a master's level nurse that no disease actually kills a person; that a person dies when his/her heart stops beating, period! There is a great deal of truth in that, I think. Chetta Achara October 4, 2021 at 2:26 PM Thank you. I worked for years in nursing homes. Some of the close to death experiences of the residents were astounding. One sweet elderly lady saw an angel in the corner, another asked me who was that man that smelled like sulphur? The veil between life and death becomes thin as death approaches!