A dream,that was actually,my death.

He cannot be seen,
He does not speak,
He is all of my love combined with HIS.
I'm confused , But just as easily reassured.
The hand touches me and I go into complete bliss ,
White figures surround my presence. And show me a place that only dreams are made of.
There were 3. I know this for sure , Each had names but I can't remember.
But they all held me and guided me through this place that felt like home.
I had no memory of who I was or anything of that matter. But it was cut short , I was bolted back into my body with an alarming feeling. But with a memory of someone saying , "Be safe , Be happy" And I actually started crying. I'm not sure why or how.

And then,i woke up,in a surgery room,surrended by doctors.