I have crossed the
living river Styx
Backing away from the
underworld
Navigating through
outstretched arms
And clawing nails
And gaping mouths
And sinking mud
I have returned the coin
placed in my mouth
To pay my way through
the river hell
Leaving the shroud of
death behind
I am not yet bound
I am not yet a bodyless
soul
I am not yet said and
done
I have fought my way
back to the solid earth
Though the ground is
still uncertain and strange
Feeling my way through
the treacherous land
Living
Breathing
Being
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