Shards of light dance across my room like tiny visitors bidding me hello. I believe they are the souls or spirits from another place here to tell me I’m not alone. At times I hear soft words I can’t make out but they’re soothing none the less. I don’t know how they get in as they seem to appear from nowhere Coming in large numbers flowing above me with the grace and elegance of a dance well-rehearsed. One by one they draw closer their tiny selves looking at me, through me to a place they’ve been before. I feel like they are inside of me for a split second then they leave in a soft blue blur back to where they came from. Gods little messengers maybe? Spirits of those gone before me gathering to read the map of my final journey? I do not have answers, but They are so beautiful and with purpose and I am drawn to them like a moth to the flame.
Mike
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