Three Lives - Part 3

by Timothy Bledsoe   Feb 10, 2006


The Life after

Nothing.
There is nothing.
I'm blind, deaf, dumb.

Everything.
Washing over me.
One transcendent moment.

Suddenly light.
I'm being called.
What is this I feel?

Sublime joy.
Living, I'm finally living.

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