My doctors are great angels,
with such soft gentle eyes
and great minds
I lay entranced upon my bed,
'Is this like when one dies? ',
my mind sink into the green Ocean,
how was it he was here,
why was he hovering, I was inclined,
to ask, but I in pain
Did not have strength to move or watch,
I seemed completely in dream,
there was no way that I could speak
An answer, I felt too numb.
He spread his wings and flew away,
the mists rolled in above,
and I sensed that I just had to pray,
"A Di Da Phat" I said
My heart was filled with love like the red tulip.
I raised my head and looked around,
and then suddenly I knew
It was a dream and with awareness, saw
my angels had been my doctors!

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