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A light called my name,

Conscious, I heard faintly, “leave all earthly wealth and shame,

For only those who come as they were born

Receive the riches of an ethereal plane.”

 

That was when I realized that my life was at an end.

My time has come and I thought of it well spent

I yelled, “who will take me?”

The light shined brighter and answered, “welcome home, friend.”

 

Again, I responded,” spirit, light or whatever might

take me now to the heavens while it’s still night.”

From the clouds an amazing event transpired

An angel came down with wings holy and white

 

“Friend, you have earned a spot inside the gates of heaven.

I will take you up above, and there you will meet your brethren.”

“But breathe easy, for we have time.”

“We will float around like clouds for awhile, until the earth’s clock strikes seven.”

 

It was my turn to reply, “ Why is there such a rule?”

“Spending my eternal time above the living seems cruel.”

“I am ready to take my place, angel”

Quickly, he said, “ God knows all, my friend. I am merely his tool.”

 

His voice explodes

“Go and watch the world before you take your heavenly home.”

 

And after the last word was said

I saw, for some reason,  the view of my bed.

I have been sent to my house, my home.

Looking, I find the space eerily dead.

 

I traveled around the rooms looking for my wife.

Curious to see how she is handling her widow life.

In the closed bathroom, I sensed

A feeling of fear, dread and strife.

 

I pass through the door just like a ghost in the books

And found out the plot that took

Place in my house. The reason for my uneasy feeling.

My wife, lying there, pale and white. I stood, I, I taught I stood.

  

The Angel appeared beside me and said, “ the time is right.”

“What do you mean its right? My wife just died tonight!”

“I knew it before she was born that her future would be dark.”

“Why? Why did you let me see this fright!”

 

“After you have left, your wife prayed to see you.

God answered her and left it onto you to see it through

Unfortunately,  after her prayer, she was convinced that life was not worth living.

And now her soul transformed into a sorrowful tree plunged in Hell’s pool.”

 

The angel’s wings flapped and stretched then we are transported above my house.

“The gates have opened for you, and St. peter has seen your name in the book.”

“My wife, she is in Hell, Her soul, is forever in Hell. Angel, I will save her.”

“Friend, once the gate closes not even I can open them. Think well, and I will wait with

St. Peter for you decision.”

 

“I am sorry, but do not wait for me.

As long as my soul lives, I am still free.

I will seek her soul and leave Hell,

and together we will be in Purgatory.”