It took two minutes
to fall asleep .
It seems quiet .
A beautiful tranquil
flow to keep .
The sight I seek .
All and a far
I feel free .
Seconds later .
I hear light wispy sounds.
Out a window for now .
I flow through another room .
This time no door so I zoom .
A small group of people with
Light singing with out a tune .
Almost like a lot of screech.
I wave to them
They can see me .
Still singing
I wonder to the group
One asked that I join .
And didn't even notice
there
isn't a chair .
I ll pass on this one .
I said with a smile .
And flowed into a dark hole.
Flowing Flowing
Flowing .
And lowering
lowering
lowering down .
I stop to lightly to tap the floor
I see dusty books and shelves .
It appeared desolate .
There is a door .
I tried to open the door
but I couldn't.
slowly..
lightly ..
I flowed through
the door .
On the way through .
Coming to A long
wide hall way .
Brick walls
I hear the call's .
I see my self in long
opended fiber glass well insulated cloth box .
A white lining
and silky .
there are people in black suits .
I flow beside them .
looking distressed.
three on each side of the box .
And it has locks .
heavily lifting
it seemed a long while .
and carried down
a beautiful isle .
Beautiful silky flowers .
With crosses and
I hear my friends .
My family .
I feel a presence
it feels like this maybe the end .
I look away from my death .
And I wake up full of breath .
# Poemia
©unday
©sundaysky
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