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At the Dock

standing alone at the dock of River Styx
watching where  Soul departed those many eons ago
there's something waiting to be shown
movement from beyond the misty veil
shadows moved  where life and death meets
 
through the thick air eternity whispers  
invisible hands reaching through the gloom
souls move around yearning for passage
there's timeless no clock times the endlessness
souls shuffle playing the waiting game
 
Ferryman Charon steers the vessel  
oars flapping on the cold waters of Styx
the lamp as if hope flickering gangrenous spark  
illuminate faces waiting for absolution
I stand watching though I have no coins for fare yet
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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Writing poetry and thinking of eventualities. Dreams
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