White Dove - Diary 4 Poem by Dove Journeys

Now I am flying again
And I am above the hectic street
I feel dizzy to see
I change my direction

I begin to see a large
Green field down there
This kind of place I like To come
I see a big building not far from there
Suddenly the sky become darker
I know what is it mean
It's going to rain

Better I go to that building
And find a place to rest
What kind of place is that
I see many windows and when
I look inside so many people
Lay down on the bed
And look very ill
Oh I think it's an hospital

Then I see one different window
Is open
I look inside..
It's different place
It's like a church
But so quite and silence

Outside raining is falling hard
I move my body a little bit hiding
Under the roof
So silence, but I hear a voice someone talk with a soft tone
I heard some of them say let us pray
For the operations hope everything
Will be fine

I hear one man leading the prayer
I try to look closer to that room
More then ten people there
All of them are praying for someone
But I see a young lady who seat in front is crying a lot while she's pray
I think she is the closed family member of the patient

After they are praying
One by one leave the room quietly
Only the sad lady stay there
Look very sad but she is trying to be strong
I see her mouth still praying

Then I hear she said
Lord in heaven I pray today
For my husband
He is a father of my little son
Now he is being operation
For many times he's doing it
But he never really cure
from his desease

Hhh... Again I am the witnesses of many sorrow of this world

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