As I sank deeper and deeper into sleep, awakening was a bright vortex beyond my reach. I screamed as I fell but my voice wouldn’t come out. I looked down and I saw their eyes huge and sinister now, a million and one hands stretched out to grab me “No please let me go”, all I heard was laughter, screeching loud laughter, then voices, they wouldn’t stop speaking.
I could hear them all at once
” you are of the grave, of this grave you are!”,
“who are you?”, I tried to make out the words but nothing. I was limp, a ball of lead , noodles for limbs, I could sense my heart beat weaken, it switched from a steady thump thump to a silent thud and then a restless ease. In that moment I stopped breathing.
Have you ever been in that place where your dreams are more desirable than the nightmare you’re living? Well I was there, its called Death.
I sank into oblivion, I know this because the voices, they grew distant as I got sucked into a whirlpool of memories. Floating through the uneasy swirl I saw my mother. Her beautiful skin soft and sweet against the golden rays of sun.
I stretched my mutilated limbs to touch her but my limbs passed through the mist of floating swirls, a teardrop left my eye and floated towards another memory of her, the dull calm sunk me deeper into folds of empty unknown, until slowly, steadily, I let go.
“….and oh the joy that floods my soul, something happened, now I know He touched me and made me whole…”
It was the chirping of a blue robin perched on a stalk that woke me up, my crusty eyes struggling to adjust to the light that pierced into my cold flesh warming me sweetly… the sun!
I smiled as I rubbed a moist palm over my face, I burst out laughing! hands! I had hands! my joy could not be spoken in words.
I wriggled my toes as I stretched myself towards the sky to take in the full beauty of the morning,
Satisfied with the feel of the soil, dug deep between my toes.
Such bliss, such glory.
~Unless a seed falls to the ground and dies, it is alone.~
To Be Passed On.