A cardiac arrest. A resuscitation made. A life recovered. One patient tells me his experience.
This is his story.
Death. Amid the chaos enclosing, beseeched by an ambiance of ages to come, I hear the seraph’s dulcet calls. Immured by words divine and bittersweet, they sculpt the frigid air, and I am comforted. As flesh is pierced, poisons forced, I am held in tender embrace– its whispers an oasis to the fears that boil within my breast.
A skyward calling, its promised hope glistens the starlight above me. Memories, regret, longings and dreams– a cycle ripened to revolve anew cascades within my being. I then behold a fleeting sight– a son, wife, a father, my life– their love commanding,
with a strength untold I fight until with the sun
I am ushered
out of the grasp
of the ebbing eve.
Moisture burning her vision. In the dark, it hides her eyes. Teardrops. Clinging onto her, one falls onto her lap and stains her skirt. She mourns.
Comfort her. Tell her it will be okay. That the shadow of a moment may not stretch into tomorrow’s light. That the ocean, at its blackest is still a reflection of the sky, and she will not drown.
But the tide has come to take you home. To her smile and her strength she bids farewell. Her heart, a piece borrowed and now returned, departs with you. She says goodbye.
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