Monday, July 3, 2023

Death's Ferryman

From this silver-sanded shore,
Beckon him to row thee o'er;
Where yon solemn shadows be,
I shall wait thee -- come and see!

-- There! the white sails float and flow,
One in heaven and one below;
And I hear a low voice cry,
Ferryman of Death am I.

- Alice Cary




1 comments:

Evil Vines Cemetery said...

that is some divine fog!