There’s a zipper in the sky,
It’s only visible when you fly.
Why not go through it to explore,
It beckons like an open door.
A quick decision must be made,
We’re pulled to go, but we’re afraid
We’re anxious and we want to know,
What will greet us if we go?
We arrive on the other side
Are there rules we must abide?
The sky feels cold, eerily quiet,
A calm that’s bold, and oddly defiant.
What lies ahead in this strange world?
Are things mirrored or maybe swirled?
We hover quietly above the ground,
Here, bright shadows are all around.
Landing here is no small feat,
Awaiting fate, we stay in our seat.
Once we’re settled excitement sinks in,
We know we’re welcomed – we feel our kin.
The colorless sky has truly transformed,
Feeling the colors, we’re thoroughly warmed.
The shadows embrace us, fill us with love.
And each one fits us, like wearing a glove.
A mother’s call, a father’s touch,
A puppy jumping, oh – this is too much!
A sister’s aura, I can feel she’s so close
I feel her memories, I feel her the most.
Our loved ones, so near, were waiting for us,
We’re excited, we’re scared, we’re curious.
On the ground now, the zipper is gone,
We know there’s love here, the feeling’s that strong.
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