Holy Limbo

Does your soul sleep the deep sleep, now --
   spared the long immobile lingering?
Your earthly presence awaits, nature
   clinging to nature.
But as if Anesthesia invites
   Morpheic chemicals into you and
Your soul sleeps the dreamless sleep:
Time passed unknowingly, non-experience
   vistors come and go,
   doctors and nurses tend you,
   priests and deacons pray.
Then the climb to consciousness,
   Morpheus fleeing,
   your earthly presence fading into nature and
You wake in a new room of recovery.

©2010, John A. Mills