|As the sweet smell of lilacs wafted upon the early morning breeze,|
I walked along a wooded path that lead to some giant maple trees.
A tiny sound came drifting to my ears, I knelt beside a small mound.
My mind began to buzz like a thousand bees in a giant swarm.
My heart was racing a mile a minute as my legs began to shake.
Oh Lord, I prayed, what is happening to me, this feeling I cannot take?
A boom of thunder so loud it shook the trees came.
Suddenly, the little mound where I was kneeling was not the same.
The departed were slowly arising from their places of rest.
I know now that God only wanted me to be just a guest.