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Suddenly the light began to sparkle, such a dazzling phenomena that you held your struggles aside. The invisible arms subsided its held on you and now you can move your body freely. You held out your finger towards the warm source of light and felt a strange tinge as an unknown power surged into your body.
You body felt as light as the air. The strange power that flowed into your body began to shimmer intensely all around you. There’s nothing like you had ever felt before and you began to understand everything that happened to you.
You are dead. You had been very sick and there is no cure for your illness. Your body has been been wasted away until your systems shuts down one by one internally. Even the doctors and nurses couldn’t bring you back to what you were before because of your rare disease. You began dying with nobody around to comfort you throughout the deathbed, because you’re alone.
As your spirit parted from your mortal body, it floated to the light passage, where you are now. You stretched your arms and felt a peaceful surge of light covered your body. You are no longer naked because you are now draped in the garment made from the light itself. Suddenly there were feathers floating all around you. You began to realize that they were your own, as you had grown a pair of wings from your shoulders.
You stroked down your feathers, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. Now you knew what to do and where to go. The pinpoint of light in front you began to glow brighter as you head towards it. There were sounds of sweet choruses around you as you finish your final journey.
A pair of arms welcomes you at the gateway into the Father’s home. You too, outstretched your arms to meet those warm arms where you’re longing to behold. They were the arms of your faithful mother who, was waiting so patiently for your homecoming.
Together, arms linked with arms you completed the journey to the ultimate Home, where you belong at the first place. The dead must be buried, as they are no longer hosting the spirit. You took a final glance at your mortal body below on earth, and wondered how fragile life has been. You realized that the door to all the Flesh might close for anyone sooner or late.
You smiled your last smile on the body that had once been yours, and turned to your mother as you join the source of the light eternally.