The White Light
As I woke up this morning, I saw nothing but a white light.
I wasn’t in my bed, but the light was unusually comforting.
I began to stand, when someone beside me called:
They could have been a man or a woman. I couldn’t tell in the near blinding light.
‘Please wait for me. I’m nervous to go up there alone’
They grabbed my hand, and I realised what was happening. Tears streamed as I remembered things I had lost forever.
Angelic voices sang, beckoning me.
‘Don’t cry’ said the person beside me. ‘At least we’re not going to Hell’