Listen to the Call

A Journey To Elsewhere and Back

I was laying in bed

That flat feeling

Not quite floating

But just surreal enough

To be the closest we get

Resting,

That between state

Neither in nor out

Just in the other plane

I don’t know

I heard a whisper

Coming from the trees

I turned my head to the window

And the noise came to me

For a second time

A-S-H-L-E-Y

Not my name, name of my loss

But I floated to the window

I had to answer the call

The fall came then- not my name

But still a person inside me

So now I realize

I know thanks to my trip

To the other plane

They live on

Because we carry them with us

Whether we answer

The calls or not

They are still heard

I always knew she wanted for me

To tell her story someday

But it had to come for her

So she had to come with me

Now I know about listening

Image: Je Reve

Thanks for reading.

…BRD…

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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