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I had a vision of myself being welcomed as a poet on Mount Olympus...
Blessed Be...
Peggy was my Aphrodite
And she was there, waiting for me.
She took my head in her lap
And she caressed my brow,
I felt as if I was becoming
One with a cloud...
Gently sinking into
That wonderful soft cloud,
Enveloped by warmth and Love,
Blessed and Caressed, allowed
To Rest,
Merging with a Love that’s greater than me
Is it the River Lethe
Whose waters of forgetfulness
Are closing over me?
A return to Innocence,
I don’t even question why
I should so blessed be...
............Karl Stuart Kline,9/6/03
Only after I wrote this, did I realize that this day (09/06/03)
was my 23rd anniversary with Peggy...
(Smile... It snuck up on me!)
Perhaps this Vision is her Gift to me?
I just realized that I’ve had that feeling once before-
That enveloping warmth that came with Peggy’s visitation!
Karl Stuart Kline
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