Waiting

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My shattered form lay on the Shore. I can’t breath, but I don't panic, I welcome it.

A shimmering form appears above me, and slowly absorbs me. I feel a funnel connecting me and the form. For a moment I felt senses from both my shimmering form and my broken shivering body. Then its done.

I now see the saved ones, the peaceful ones, welcoming me into their world, beaconing me to come to them, and I do.

As I approach them I feel waves of happiness and peace washing over me. Strong yet gentle. I then realize that that force could destroy me without thinking about it. Its message is clear don't do anything just listen to me.

Suddenly I'm shooting up toward the sky riding on the waves of power.

Then I'm at the clouds and the waves propel me into the nearest cloud where the power stop moving me, but lets me remain happy and at peace while I'm waiting for It. The one who decides and the one who creates.

So I stay with my cloud hugging the edge.

I stay.

Waiting.

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