Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Crossing The River Styx

"I look to the sea; reflections in the waves spark my memory -some happy, some sad. I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had. We live happily forever, so the story goes, but somehow we missed out on that pot of gold - but well try best that we can to carry on. A gathering of angels appeared above my head. They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said:
"Come sail away with me."
...Anyway, I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise, they climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies."

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