Thursday, February 12, 2015

When he finally crested the hill…

When he finally crested the hill, he sat down and looked at the enormous lake in front of him.  The crystal waters reflected the sky, making the whole thing very difficult to look at.  Still, he kept looking and after a minute, he got up and walked down the slope to the edge of the lake.  He kept walking around it until he eventually got to the familiar rock that he knew so well.  Rolling up the legs of his pants, he waded into the water and kept going until he felt the ground starting to slope.  There he stopped and looked around at the water itself.  It was so clear that he could see all the way to the bottom.  And there it was, exactly where he left it.  The body sitting serenely at the lake floor, looking very peaceful, as if sleeping.

“Hello, father.”

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