I loved the emptiness
I loved the emptiness. The blessed peace. Nothing matters. Not the past. And certainly no need to foresee. In those moments I felt so ready to leave this body. Alas, I am still here. There is work to be done yet. 
I loved the emptiness. The blessed peace. Nothing matters. Not the past. And certainly no need to foresee. In those moments I felt so ready to leave this body. Alas, I am still here. There is work to be done yet.