Dark Styx Yellow then orange then red Now the sky was black and dead The sounds of #life had ebbed away But soft the tide still lapped the bay And as I neared the waters shore A hooded-figure in a boat I saw I ventured closer, pulse still racing The shadowy figure stayed stern facing A moment to subdue my fear Then on again towards the pier Above me in the pitch black sky The starlight had begun to die. With every slow surefooted pace My heart & mind began to race Should I stop, continue, stay, Turn & flee, Go on, delay The boatman slowly turned and beckoned I stopped there in my tracks a second My heart, my soul could not pretend T'was not the journey's start, but end.
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