and when I’m gone

the moment that my
beating heart
stopped
in my solitude of
self
no recognition made of
others
that wept or held my
hand
there was calm

my vision that was
blinded
grew much darker than
before
yet I felt no fear I
yielded
to the silence
overwhelming

opening my eyes with eye lids
closed
I saw the light
appear
a light that shone so brightly
beckoning to come
there

I felt the warm air touch my
skin
once more I breathed the air
I knew that life had yet not
ceased
perhaps another
life to
live

There was no need to struggle
or maintain the hardship of my
fight
thoughts that swelled
inside of me were of an after
life

I drifted and released
myself from the grounded earth
and let my soul float upwards to the
light of my
re-birth

~~~

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