I Didn’t Die — New Poems

I just stepped off Earth for a while.
 I sat with the higher ones —
 talked, laughed, listened —
 and then they sent me back.
 I was granted another chance.
 Now I know the quiet joys of simply waking up.
 The responsibility of being yourself.
 The power of owning what you’ve done —
 not getting crushed by it,
 not letting the world’s noise paint you into a dead end.

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