Poems ✍️

Lying still in a hospital room, surrounded by family, tears flowing,
faces saddened. At the end of my bed stood a tall, slender lady
with beautiful features. Her skin, the look of velvet, with royal
eyes, rosy cheeks and lips. Angelic, the most beautiful woman, I
had ever seen. She beckoned with her right hand to come. The
pain immediately left my body. I was pain free for the first time in
many months. My body totally relaxed as if to sink within itself.
In a euphoric state I realized this must be the end, fear was non

existent. I was filled with happiness. My time had come, time to
say good-bye to my loved ones and move on to a better life. It is
not the bitter end, we will meet again in paradise.

My body supine, eyes gazing in mystical space. It is then when my
spirit rose, soaring with grace among the stars. In the distance
musical sounds of harpsichords play, creating an angelic aura,
blissful existence. Immersed in a state of tranquility, my spirit
evolved. Dancing from illuminating star to illuminating star. I
took my place as an angel with wings of enormous measure.

Looking down at my loved ones, watching them cry, wail, scream,
holding on to one another. My sadness was with them, for them,
for they know not how truly happy I’am. I must find a way to
communicate with them. To let them know, the tears and sadness
must end. I want them to celebrate my leaving and rejoice with a
celebration of life, for I’m blessed with total freedom.

I gave them a scent of beautiful flowers, which filled the room
with an aroma of lilies, roses, fuchsia, alstromeria, a wonderful
mix of all my favorite flowers. The crying instantly stopped,
they looked at each other as the tears turned to joy with the
realization I was there, letting them know, all is well and I’m
truly happy. They know now that I have moved on to a better
life, an everlasting life. Oh yes, my loved ones will miss me and
shed a tear every now and then. A sense of peace will cover them
though as they recall the beautiful scent of flowers on my final
day.

When the scent dissipated, my family knew, I was no longer there.
My spirit moved on and all that was left on the bed was my earthly
shell. They slowly turned and walked out of the room. I knew all
was well with them. My new life begins.

Written: January 28/2007