...this poem is poem under construction..
Then he was jolted by a force of a
thousand waterfalls
He trembled as he saw the roof of
darkness fall
Rushing light fell all around him,
spreading fast to settle
Let there be light, someone had let
there be light!
And light brilliantly shone over his
cupped face
His hands wet with tears, forgetful of
himself like a child
The brightness of the light was visible
under his closed eyes
Shaken, he dared not open his eyes; he
wanted to but would not
There was absolute quietness, even his
heartbeat was muffled
His mind was blank, clean like a book
of plain empty pages
There was no thought in mind, there was
not one
He waited for one, but none came, not
even one
There was not a pattern formed in his
mind
Images floated in his head making his
heart flutter
Then warmth, warm enough to dry his
falling tears
He opened his eyes again, to see trees
swaying in the wind
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