I awoke with a memory too real for a dream
after my infirmity finally totally overwhelmed me.
My loved ones were troubled when I did not respond.
When I could not move or speak to reassure them, I knew
I was already gone.
I rose up to the ceiling, ‘n’ looked back down to the room
where my beloved companions stood next to my body
in the grief and the gloom.
How I wanted to tell them I could see them down there!
I just gazed back with love, from somewhere above –
I couldn’t tell where.
I rose up through a tunnel with a bright flawless light at the end.
Peace and joy indescribable filled me completely within!
All my life in a moment I saw, and knew the meaning of;
the only part that was important
was the Love . . .
Then I had to return here — it was not yet my time —
but the mission I learned there is still clear in my mind:
to enjoy and experience, to spread and to share
the joy and the peace of the pure light and love
that live on Over There.
Death is an illusion – just a threshold we cross.
Let there be no confusion: we can never be lost.
Our world too small for fighting; our lives too short for strife.
Let us look for that light. Let us reach out in love
while we’re living this life.
© Ellis Ralph 2008