A bright light
Where is it coming from?
It’s making me lose sight
What is this light?
It’s blinding me more
Is it coming towards me?
Where was I before?
Before I’ve seen this light
It’s hard to tell
Was I asleep?
What can I pull from this well?
This well of thought in my mind
Am I dead?
Did I pass on?
Was I quiet in bed?
Did I drift from Earth?
I feel a tap
“Who’s there? ” I say.
I turned but only a gap
I hear something
Could it be?
“Come my son,
Come home with me”
That voice…
Where have I heard it before?
At my work, at my school?
At my church, at the store?
I know now
I heard it in prayer
The voice would talk
As if it came from thin air
I know who it is
It is God
Am I with him now?
I gave him a nod
Suddenly, the ground shook
I heard something open
What was now open to me?
I decided to walk in
I couldn’t believe
This land that I saw
The sights that I see
I stood struck with awe
This land is indescribable
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really like this, a fantastic poem. A really great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, An Innocent man.