And finally, the story of true love.
There on the shore she stood, in silouette, black against the greying sky, but as the folds of her windswept, thin transparent
robe were taken up in her left hand the right stretched out to me. It was a moment for which I had waited since our parting.
A moment in which the past was forgot, the present fulfilled and the future patterned. And if you happened to be passing near
you would have been lighted by the explosion of a love - grown olden and bolden with time - unleashed. .
The future was to hold similar tales for some of our friends here on the island.
"When war comes it will be one hour of mortifying danger for us too on this island.
The earth was given to mankind and has fallen to mankind." so spoke the preacher.
" 'Woe to you mankind for the wrath you rise up in me.' " I felt this voice interiorly as he spoke.
"Soon the earth's smoke-cloud filled sky will begin to clear.
A new attitude will be forged in the whole lot of mankind that remains.Or maybe it was already present - and
only the good survive. All is pure even to the depths of the soul.
A home in heaven even on this earth.
That for which mankind had longed e'er since his loss in the paradise of Eden.
Six thousand years he toiled on earth. Giving in frequently but never giving up, his hope never failing within
As the ebb and tide of his dreams finally comes true he will walk out onto the earth under a strangely beautiful sunlight,
and o'erjoyed at having found paradise ...mankind will weep."
The test for those who thought we belonged to this island came soon enough.
Two years later this ministers prophesy had come true - and we volunteered to return to civilization and
become a part of the mainstream.
It was a new world and we were glad to return to help the rebuilding process.
We felt we had something to share.
We knew the spiritual depth of souls who had now like us been tried.
We were on equal footing.
We removed ourselves to the mainland.
Our lives had been spared - and that was all the gratitude we needed to start over.
"the world is free
so are we
no matter where we find ourselves
no harm can intrude
we can go nude
the likes of us
have paid our trust
to be separated we had a must
for honesty is necessary
to drink from a moonbeam
innocent are our genes
we escaped their spleen
victorious we are seen."