New England Reflections (Cont.): The Platypus Travels Part XXXIX
Where did it all go? I grew up on a lake. I'd show it to you, but the developer has walled it off with houses and let the trees and scrub grow so tall it's hard to see. Maybe that was wise of him. People did go down there and make trouble. Besides, land that isn't developed doesn't turn a profit. It's a reality of this world that loving something doesn't make it yours, especially in one of the wealthiest states in the union. But perhaps there's a world with a different reality where love is the very coin of the realm. In that world, I will walk the hills and vales of Naugatuk in Autumn when the leaves burn like fire in the presence of the LORD.
When these things are washed away
The River will keep flowing
Wei la lei
And the daughters of the River God Will sing