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I've been sending so many posts of a negative nature,I thought I would send you my favorite composition. I Met God on the Dock A hungover, red-tinged sun struggled gamely through lingerie mist my naked feet made quick, selfish love to the sleepy sand leaving disillusioned prints swept away by the discrete tide I heard someone whistling "dock of the bay" and was surprised to see God sitting on the end of the dock splashing His feet my attempted audacious harmony resulted in mortally wounded tire noises faintly amused, He gestured to approach kneeling in front of Him incongruously regal His flowing robes pulled up pale feet, inadvertently? splashing me magnificent long dove-white beard and hair flowing like snowy lava His eyes! one minute, endless sky blue the next, deep sea emerald green hypnotized by His Charleton Heston voice each word painted a thousand pictures every one as unique as our personal perception of Him we talked about everything and nothing until He sneezed into a hastily-produced handkerchief with a simple G monogram this prompted Him to stand his frolicking feet (splashing me, again) now firmly ON the water with an unceromonious smile He strode briskly away fading in the mist He made it look so easy I wonder if I...? balancing precariously on one foot it's timid twin tentatively questioning the bland surface like an inebriated flamingo the shock of the cold water quickly cooled my illusions of grandeur as I pulled myself back on the dock I heard faint echoes of chuckling gathering my dampened dignity I left dripping but feeling better than I had in a very long time Bill Harrington