A POEM A DAY 68

IN THE ETHEREAL

While he lay in slumber
I listened
With my ear to his chest
To the beating of his heart
Tranquil
But never at rest
It beat with a rhythm
So soothing
It lulled me into a trance
And I drifted to the place
Where souls meet by chance
It was there in the ethereal
Where his soul met mine
And we walked hand in hand
Into the divine

Simona A. Brinson

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