I am lost.
Like a kite without a string.
Like a ship without a sail.
Winds come and take me away wherever they wish.
And I tumble around like a leaf – my vision blurry and everything fly past.
At last It stops; I look around, everything is new.
Colors that I have never seen nor heard of.
Flowers that sing.
Earth that moves if you wish it to.
No pain. No suffering. No malice.
Heaven it may be and I know this is a quick trip. I am dreading .
Indeed, I woke up in bed still alive with the vividness of my visit.
I remembered then I was lost but now I am found.