My Dream. - a Non Entry.
In hospital, I had this dream:
departed loved ones there did seem
to beckon me with all their might
that I should join their heavenly light.
Within a bright-lit passageway
they stood but ne’er a word did say
yet I could feel their inter-action
and the full force of their attraction.
My Mother with my Sister stood
beside my Nanna where they could
stretch out their loving arms to me
and both my lost twins I could see.
From their beseeching looks I know
they wanted me with them to go
but I could not forsake my wife
and so, perforce, I clung to life.
At my decision I could feel
a wave of yearning sadness, real
as anguish I could hardly bear
when they began to disappear.
And yet I knew, through all my pain,
that I would see them all again;
that we will meet in heavenly clime
whenever it may come my time.
‘twas not drugs or hallucination
that caused their ghostly visitation
but lasting power of spirit-love
which brought them to me from above.
Hugh Wyles, November 7th. 2009.
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This eerily beautiful, Hugh. There's a certain bittersweet quality to it, seeing your loved ones and then knowing you need to leave them for yet awhile.
A touching write and also very interesting
Dee
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My understanding is when departed love ones appear to us in any dream they have a message for us. It is such a bittersweet experience...the joy of seeing them again but losing them in a way again too when we know we still belong to this world.
Your write gave me chills King Hugh. Thanks for sharing your experience through the mastery of your words.
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Dear Hugh,
Your poem, though written eloquently, startled me with its solemnity. I had no idea you were that ill..I'm relieved that you are with us still. I missed you when you were not here..you know to me you are so dear!
Much Love and Many Hugs,
♥ Maureen
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Seems you are not alone in your experience,
for others have felt similar happenings.
Beautifully told, Hugh, with your magic
touch for words and images!
M-C
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I believe totally
Dear Hugh, I remember you telling me about this dream and how we both discussed it as we both have the same beliefs, that life doesn't end when we leave our earthly body, we just go on to another life where all our loved ones are waiting for us as we cross over.
I was so happy for you that you saw them, but sad too that you could've gone with them and you and I would never had met in this lifetime, so I'm happy you decided to stay.
Just don't think of leaving us for a long time.
I remember I told you about my Mum 4 nights before she died, I was visiting her in hospital, she was looking at the foot of the bed with a radiant glow on her face and smiling and nodding, she looked over at me and said "They're all here, even St Peter and Dad says you look beautiful tonight" that's when I knew she was going to die and I was so happy to know they would be there to look after her and as she was leaving on the fourth night my Brother Bobby and my Dad were there waiting to take her to her new life.
Another wonderful poem my dear friend.
Love Bea
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There is a temporary glitch that hid your name in the last line, but from your family connections I'm sure it must be you.
The dreams we have in extreme illness are eerie and memorable; how comforting to see the ones you love beckoning. Many people report this in a near death experience, and the tug of life which brings them back to the world. Some say these are only dreams, others that dreams are another reality.
There is enough grief in life, let us hope for more love after. Cheers, M
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