I am out of place

a strange door

a dark garden

afraid to look

hands reaching

heart beating

and then it begins

the waves of earth

are rising up

in front of me

the end is near

then I am drifting

floating gently

into darkness

and peace

falls softly on me

© Ann Bagnall

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