Fantastic visions fill my head
As I lie here upon my bed
I feel as though I’m in between
The space that lives twixt wake and dream.
My visions are so truly clear
What e’er I see seems strangely near
My heart pales, I can’t catch my breath
What is it like so close to death ?
A simple sound defiles the air
And stills the gloom, be gone despair
I’ve things to do I can’t forget
This is too soon it’s not time yet !
Claire V. Bogdanos 