Thursday, November 5, 2015

I imagine

Wow. Prayers requested for grace and equanimity as I learn new ways of being after Monday's seizure experience.

I imagine this
Is what death might be like
Suddenly waking up
In a new place
Only really
It has a familiar ring
Like I’ve been here before
The kitten asleep
Next to my chair
The person on the other end
Of the phone,
He has waited
She has waited
For me
To answer
Time to come home
Time to be home
I imagine this
Is all rehearsal
For the real thing
I figure I will know it
When I see it.

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