There is nothing but dry soil
And trees burnt to a crisp around me
Up until a blinding, white light,
Surrounded by shiny stars
Heads to my direction.
I take a leap and dive right into it,
Causing me to scream in pain
As I get consumed,
Leaving not a single trace of me behind.
Before I know it, I wake up
In a grassy field densely filled
With flowers, bees, trees, and birds
That circle all over the place.
Right above me lies
A black-haired, olive-skin woman
Who stares at me with a sweet smile.
I remain on the ground up until
She pulls me up,
And to my ear, she whispers,
“You came to the right place.”