When We Leave Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The lights grow dim, the breath gets slow,
A secret starts, a hidden show.

The brain, it struggles, oxygen low,
A final burst, a vibrant glow.

Some see a light, so bright and clear,
Some feel a peace, that casts out fear.

Loved faces gleam, from times gone by,
A calm embrace, before goodbye.

Serotonin flows, dopamine too,
Endorphins rise, a softer hue.

A mystery sleeps, in every mind,
What happens next, we hope to find.

T.M.Solvang