THE INQUISTR
Strolling, languidly no purpose, a small chortling brook, singing softly in tune with my heart, a deep peace and then something caught my eye, coming out from the sun which hung low in the sky, a shiny disk, a beautiful saucer shaped pearl of Pure Gold and Silver.
It just hung there for I do not how long, it came nearer and I felt the emanations of a warm balm slowly cover me from head to foot. Tears flowed and I heard a sound like that of blues 'twang' a slow drawn out heart note and I knew inside these were my space brothers, my cousins from the Cosmos.
I felt a deep harmony from this source of love in a saucer, I longed for the time when I leave this body and travel freely through the heavens, enjoying and experiencing many amazing and heartfelt beauty and wonder.
Then the saucer turned in such a way that it suggested the shape of the Grail Cup, I returned to my shack uplifted but sad, my heart was so full that it was painful and all I could do was sit softly and let the tears flow and there was no thought only a soft mellow feeling that all was well for evermore.
I had an old gramophone and the disk that was on there was so fitting. Gentle on My Mind.
SHACK
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