THE NEXT DIMENSION
When one’s last breath is fatefully expired,
Is there a spirit still that then remains
To prove a living body’s not required,
And many odd phenomena explains?
Suppose the soul’s then in another zone,
A spiritual dimension we can’t see,
No longer tethered to one’s flesh and bone,
Experiencing a new reality,
Which some have keenly seen while briefly dead,
Before resuscitation brought them back
To claim that angels, spirits gently led
Them toward a light that suddenly went black—
When they returned to Earthly consciousness,
Which then seemed not advancement but regress.