
Whilst recently in the hospital
For once’d of those close to death occasions.
Clots had moved to my lungs
A surgical procedure was ordered for next day
It was late-night, round one in the morning
I’d say probably,
I was awakened from a very deep hospital bed sleep
Something beckoned me to lift my head in the Empty-darkened room
I wasn’t frightened at all
But there they were standing at the foot of my bed
The two of them, short not tall
One a young technicolor girl about maby ten or fifteen,
With a rounded white bright face,
A colorful flowery dress with lace
A pleasant look on her face
A bit angelic I recall
Light short brownish hair
Both her hands gently resting on by bed stead
Just looking at me
Slightly smiling.
The girl was on the right
The other, standing together, on the left.
Both the same height
The other was a dark shadowy figure
With no visible features
An undistinguishable cartoon-like figure
A round head and a blank torso
Hands by his side.
A silhouette at best
Neither spoke
They just stood there
Looking at me
I blinked purposely
And to my amazement they were still there
I blinked once more
And they were gone.
The room night-darkened
Silent
Motionless
Empty
Were they there, for real?
I swear!
Was it a dream?
No, as I lay there afterwards,
Wondering
They didn’t startle me at all
Only they caused me to wonder
What visitors? Who? Why two?
I didn’t recognize either
Why visit me?
What did they want?
One was definitely a kind soul.
Funny, next day I no longer needed the scheduled operation🙏🏻
tom tenbrunsel
A Carl Sandburg Writer
2/3/2024
I have had occasional visions in my life. Mostly unexpected. None frightening. Some explainable. Some not. Most very brief but notable. All relevant. All very personable. All memorable. Life, I believe, is filled with serendipity and seeming coincidences. Do I believe in the spiritual nature of man? I do. I hold with Teilhard de Chardin’s intrapersonal “Sixth Sense.” Get it. Read it.
It could have been your guardian angels there to comfort you. Glad you are okay.
“Good sunny morning Tom……So grateful you graduated out of a frightening experience and are back home recovering!!!! May your inner “Creative Dragon” continue to inspire you to see the wonders of this thing called life…” Bea