the mountain

A home once lived in,
forgotten every day, yet remembered.
Footsteps over footsteps
where I have walked countless times.
They crumble and slip away.

“Hello John” calls a familiar voice
from a soul that has passed but has stayed with me.

A scream at the speed of sound
Silent as I am traveling at the speed of light
To a place I recall, yet have never been.

I am awake,
I know this because I tell myself to stay awake as long as I can and not miss any of this.

Spinning through the sky
A blue I cannot describe
Snow so delicate, so iridescent
Flying from peak to peak.

Into the tunnel I go,
there is only hope and love and joy – no fear

It all goes black
Still awake – and I know I am once again dreaming.

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I have had a handful of supernatural experiences in my life. The above describes my latest.

There is nothing to fear, all we have to do is wake up.


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