We shall cross the Styx which is our fate

The marsh beside the sea,the muddy path
Hand in hand, in silence we both laugh
We hear the crickets’  gentle clicking sounds
Small wildflowers  in joy will kiss the ground
By the salty,stabby, leaves of grass
Where busy insects cross the sandy path
The silence holds us in the dome of sky
And in the breeze, my hair will  gently fly
I hold your hand without a need to speak
Observe more tiny insects by our feet
Reach the harbour where the ferry waits
You shall cross the Styx which is your fate
I lay my tender hand upon your cheek
There is no longer any time to speak

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