Into the night

poem by: Anna Tate
Written on Apr 21, 2017

claustrophobic breaths I took
the sight before me could not be mistook.
an apparition of ghostly white
like little clouds appearing in midst of the night.

a loved one passed could it possibly truly be?
Or a figment of my own delusions that I see?

The silence was eerily deafining,
& my mind confused.
Was  this a world beyond our living from death now roused?

I whispered in gentle prayer
To any one or thing that was or could be there.
I asked for their love to give me strength
To truly believe the journey of eternity at length.

But soon the vision slowly faded and away before my very eyes.
But deep down in my heart & soul i knew theywere heavenly Angels in the darkened skies.

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