live on

A poem about one's journey to a place they don't know

Halo's dazzle brightly

The sound of trumpets roar

My head echos to the sound of music

Im floating

High

High up into the sky

Uncloved from my skin

But clothed in his glory

 I hear muffled cries from beneath

Faces I know but don't recognize

My body whole but my spirit gone 

As I reach the place I'll live on.

Reviews

[Onlyme]

This was a transcending moment in time. Expressed perfectly and felt with understanding and an insight I guess. As you could say. We could all imagine feeling this.

[Einstein Noodle]

a transcendental experience ... out of body ... i especially am drawn to the optimism spun throughout ... your poem leads me to believe the protagonist has actually had this experience .. nice job!
E.