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I am conscious and aware.
How can this be?
I see my body lying there
but I am free.
I see before, behind and up and down
Quite easily
I have more freedom than I’ve known.
Triumphantly.
I can ascend towards the light
which I can see.
Is it my choice have I the right
to disagree?
I still have tasks I wish to do.
I make my plea.
Quite suddenly I’m back into
my own body.
Somebody whisper quietly.
“He’s coming round.
My eyes open reluctantly
and I am bound
Again within the boundaries
I used to know
It is not time for my release
I cannot go.
Now death will hold no fears for me
because I know
Death is a friend who sets you free
from earthly woe.
11-Aug-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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