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.

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