Going home

[dee ann]

I was with old friends in a library at a university. Suddenly the lights went out. We stopped in place in unison. We felt a presence enter the room. Some said prayers. We reached out in the darkness to connect for comfort with the one next to us. I whispered. .. bless us all. Then I put my left hand over my mouth to quiet myself. The woman next to me leaned over and whispered. .. we're going home.