Touched by Death

He was broken and looked like no return

his head wrapped in bandages I could feel and smell the despair

for him nothing would register nothing made scene

his family could not stay because the pain was too much

tormented with misunderstanding

darkness crept over his bed and swallowed him whole

he called for his love like a child for hours

they left him like a child in a tantrum

they hurt too much to be near

he was told she came and left

the feeling of his emotional pain was like a thousand trapped souls

praying for angels to lift his sorrow it turned to a plea for him

a light came upon him before his face changed

She was a Fijian women

during the night she always had visitors

during the day she would only sleep

one night someone special came to her

every exhaling breath like a cry

I wish I could see with my eyes

I wish I could hear this with my ears

the vibration was high and warm

I captured the sounds from her breath

Her eyes opened the next day and her family cried in joy

I took a bed because I could not stand

to watch the Fijian women with no body and the man with no mind

they found their way out; but not without a struggle

Never to forget the pain I witnessed from those souls

never forgetting again to be so grateful

how connected we are to strangers only by being put in their realm

to receive second hand pain and be helpless to comfort them

when the only thing that brings you any release is praying

Stepping outside of one's body and focusing energy into another

some things in life are taught in strange & mysterious ways

once you receive the message - You would not trade the pain it took to get there

you would not waiver the meaning -  not for anything