Cassie58

Felt

there were no cathedrals 

domes or church spires 

or even heavenly choirs 

when I dreamed in the clutch 

of covid 

 

yet there was peace 

and a blinding flashing of lights

against a backdrop of 

vast ebon sky 


and there was singing too

a song of eternal love 

emanating from the presence 

of a pulsating brightness 

 

a voice not recognized 

mesmerized me completely 

no doubt it was my song 

lyrics written for me and me 

alone 

 

brimful was i to overflowing 

knowing that I had lived 

and there was love from another 

to the depths and heights

of the unknown 

 

my poet mind wanders 

no big deal 

though the tears cried on waking 

no figment of my imagination 

they were real