Ode to the Waters of the Dying
© 2006 Annabelle A. Udo
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Imagine that when we die, there is a place where we go to that is just as we think it would be--silent--with flowers and streams and lots of ice cream. A place where time never ceases and eternity is as playful as a long childhood summer. It would be a place where lover's walk along still waters and dreamers sit in reverie listening to the musical fountains of heaven--a place where the lanterns of enlightenment illuminate the path of a balmy night and where angels and ancestors greet you with the comforting embrace of a mother to her child. And at the end of the day, it's just a place for the soul to release itself--as if easing into a hot bath or just running barefoot through sprinklers on cool blades of grass.
Chevron Gas Prices o' the Day (19th Avenue)
$2.23
$2.33
$2.43
Imagine that when we die, there is a place where we go to that is just as we think it would be--silent--with flowers and streams and lots of ice cream. A place where time never ceases and eternity is as playful as a long childhood summer. It would be a place where lover's walk along still waters and dreamers sit in reverie listening to the musical fountains of heaven--a place where the lanterns of enlightenment illuminate the path of a balmy night and where angels and ancestors greet you with the comforting embrace of a mother to her child. And at the end of the day, it's just a place for the soul to release itself--as if easing into a hot bath or just running barefoot through sprinklers on cool blades of grass.
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