In her dream, she was crossing a vast desert:
brown sand, bare and colourless,
dotted with sage.
dotted with sage.
A river lay ahead. Around a corner,
she could hear paddling,
a boat full of people, singing,
coming towards her.
a boat full of people, singing,
coming towards her.
They were coming to get her,
to take her to the spirit world.
to take her to the spirit world.
Just before they came in sight,
she awoke.
she awoke.
Not time yet.
Not yet.
Not yet.
I am glad it is not time yet, Sherry! There are yet more things for you to see and do!
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