I walked through Heaven's Gates <br />and St. Peter did not recognize me; <br /> <br />I had not sinned enough to warrant <br />detection. <br /> <br />I walked through checkpoint after checkpoint <br />unseen <br />bathed in light <br />but opaque <br />more presence than me, <br />consumed with curiosity about what lay beyond; <br />beyond Heavens Gate. <br /> <br />There were lights and sprites, visions and presences <br />protuberances and quivering entities <br />all there and not there <br />around me <br />but none spoke to me. <br /> <br />Is God's domain heavenly <br />or a way-point to Limbo, <br />Hell's Vestibule <br />or Sacred Angel Space? <br /> <br />The light weakened my eyes <br />until I could only hear voices <br />but could not see; <br /> <br />I groped lost, <br />listening, <br />hearing <br />until <br />I felt the force of transport, <br /> <br />and suddenly <br />I was hovering above <br />an edifice <br />being floated inside <br />where I materialized <br />before a still brighter light <br />which contained the face of <br />what I thought must be God. <br /> <br />It was too much for me, <br />my mind blanked <br />I could not think <br />beyond a steady rising euphoria; <br />bodiless <br />and ether-like <br />I rose on a soft breeze <br />quivering in my soul <br />gradually landing <br />back on my bed; <br />my body <br />remembering <br />he who touched me <br />without touching me <br />who moved his hand <br />over me <br />returned my heart to me. <br /> <br />And now, <br />I lay prone <br />shaking <br />feeling the weight of me <br />on the bed <br />discharged from the dream; <br />abandoned <br />to reality <br />Not ready for heaven, <br />not sinful enough for Hell; <br /> <br />still here on earth <br />unreconciled, <br />to the In-Between.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-between-13/
