I did not want it to end ... as came a slight awareness of my waking ... I wanted to drift deeper into my slow shallow breath, my languid heartbeat … my resting mind ... could the sleep of death be so sweet? …
I did not want it to end ... as came a slight awareness of my waking ... I wanted to drift deeper into my slow shallow breath, my languid heartbeat … my resting mind ... could the sleep of death be so sweet? …