Project Pitchfork – The Gate

white walls . cold light . beeping sounds

people gathering around . a beautiful tune somewhere

frantic voices becoming softer . drowned by the swirling melody . filling my head

sight becoming blurred . a tunnel of light attracting me . I pass through

a feeling of freedom flows to me . freedom flows through me

I see a lovely being smiling gently . welcome back my dear

a voice like chimes . I’ve been waiting for you

are you willing . I don’t know

I still have so much to do . I’d like to stay and rest

but my children are so young . they need me as their guiding hand . it’s your choice it

answers

by now I’ve recognized the being . and look forward to see it again

with new energy and a will not to forget . I make my way back

a flash of light . beeping sounds comming back to me

I focuse my view on reliefed looking faces . I smile in remembrance