To Live Again

*Here is it, black and white...so to speak, explanation of the poem.*

I felt myself falling into a place some go, when fading from this world to the next. I was afraid to go...didn't know where I'd go or what to do, who to hold on to, or what to expect.

Then as I gave into the fact, I was dying, I let go of any hesitant thought, breaths, clinging's on in this world and no regrets.

Falling was a cleansing and a beautiful wonder. I could say goodbye to those I loved, for now only, come back as I heard them call out to me in prayers or hearing their prayers...it was as though, I contented them...not them, me.
Listening to the sounds of love all around me, not of Earth but of further.
Then where I (was), it was understood.

But, just as comfort grew all around me and my soul settled in, I learned I was not to stay. Knowing this foundation, this home - I wanted to stay and then realized I had to settle with coming back.

I would get back there some day and to those I (heard) who did hold me, who did cling on to me, as I (fell) from Earth's grasps, they would reach me again.
This time, however, I know I am not ever alone...I am always loved and I have a home to go to, when I am done here on this Earth, again.

To be quite understood, I didn't understand all these events either, at the times they occurred. I do now.

I love my family, close friends, my critters, learning about and meeting new people. I enjoy writing, reading, physical exercise, walking, hiking, swimming, and love the outdoors and traveling all over the great Globe, so I don't intend on anything or anyone ever getting me down again, not if I can help it. Not again, not a thing!
-CMSE