The sun slipping
slowly from the sky,
as a sliver of moon
greeted the darkness of night.

Finding my mind
sliding on a similar
path as the sun,
hoping to find

comfort in the distant
light reaching
out to me.
Or so it seems.

Where I am
I know not.
Something happened
an now I am here.

Attempting to focus
and I see
the light
as the brightness grows.

Is the light
coming to me,
or am I
going to the light?

Beyond my thoughts
and the light,
I feel no sensations,
but dark with approaching light.

I now see
shadows growing
close within
the light.

Wait I think
someone I know
is in the light.
Everything is becoming clear.

Yes now it's
clear and I
have found
my place.

All the faces
and all my past,
rush to me
as I am called home.