You're standing outside of your body, blithe and painless,
Wondering if you just died, and where you gonna make for.
Diving into a deep tunnel, you're unafraid of darkness.
In the end you meet the whitest Light you've never seen before.
Translucent and live, it's impatient to receive you readily,
Yet you move away from it, with phobic intent to get back to earth.
Disoriented as to time and place, you float in space steadily,
Realizing that you don't have a ghost of a chance for rebirth.
You regret having missed your home, it's no longer in sight,
And move back to the Light, bumping against an invisible wall.
A nameless stern angel materializes before you out of the dark night,