Beautiful Sight

Fear not the beautiful white light, it's soft and warm for I to have seen the sight.
There was no pain or sorrow nor worrying about tomorrow.
I heard his voice with power and might, you have to go back this very night.
Someone needs your help in life so I went back under the knife.
I awoke after surgery on a table as the doctor told me I was stable.
I will never forget that night, for I saw god in all his power and might, wow what a beautiful sight.
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Life and life there is no death.