In Transit
Lying still in the hospital bed
In transit, waiting to cross from
this plane to a higher plane
The physical body is done, lying still
The only sound is the grunt for each breath
Even with a brain so damaged, so done
Reptilian survival kicks in, striving for life
One breath at a time
Lying in transit, the root chakra
fully engaged, one grunt at a time
Soon it will be time for the breath to cease
Transit time is over, the physical body is done
This gentle soul, great spirt, courageous being
Is ready to transcend through the crown chakra
To a higher plane
The physical body lies still, one door closes
And the journey of the soul through the universe
has begun
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