Salvation

There's someone there to save me. The lights. The guardian angel. The nearness of death's door. You shepherd me away, without knowing how close I came. It's hard not to consider, now that I know, for I could have transformed into a ghost. All the tears and joy that people would have cried and felt, and still be feeling, if I were to have succumbed.

Our bodies are so durable and yet fragile, utterly perplexing to ponder. I was once a baby, now I am racing (hurtling even) to the end, not knowing when, sooner or later, in the meantime just being saved. Someone there to love me, someone is there. Doing the best they know how, putting a forcefield around my body whole.

Those little butterfly thoughts, they were almost set free, for now though they flutter and vibrate, all huddled together. One day they shall be released and Heaven-bound become.

I know I was lucky. I know you saved me. Salvation comes, thank the Lord it comes.