The ceiling is moving

Moving in time

Like a conveyor belt

Above my eyes.

When under ether

The mind comes alive

But conscious of nothing

But the will to survive.

I lay on the bed

Waist down undressed

Look up at the ceiling

Feeling happiness.

Human kindness.

The woman beside me

Is holding my hand

I point at the ceiling

She smiles, so kind.

Something's inside me

Unborn and unblessed

Disappears in the ether

This world to the next

Disappears in the ether

One world to the next.

Human kindness.