Saturday, September 29, 2012
By the waters of Babylon
"Nevertheless, as imade the raft, the tears ran out of my eyes. The Forest People could have killed me then, but they did not come. When the raft was made, I said the sayings for the dead and painted myself for death. My heart was cold as a frog and my knees like water, but the burning in my mind would not let me have peace."
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I like the description of his mind, nervous, don't know what to do, as cold as a frog. But he knew that he couldn't go back, the Place of Gods is where he should be.And even though he was afraid, his status of being a son of a priest, made him his determination to pass the great water and to the other side.
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