The Pilgrims

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THE PILGRIMS

In a strange country I sat by the roadside heavy with grief. Then along the way three maidens danced, their arms intertwined, their eyes aflame, all beautiful as the sunlight.

"Oh, radiant ones," I cried, "who are you?"

They answered softly, "We are called Life and Love and Death."

"But whither go you?" I asked.

"We know not," they answered.

"And which is Life, which Love, and which is Death?" I cried again.

"Ah," answered they, "that we do not know," and they twined their arms the more lovingly.

Joy flamed in their eyes, so I arose and went with them.