Aug 25, 2007 09:42
Today I woke up-I was very cool and it was very dark ; I suddenly realized that I hear could birds singing and I thought "how odd that they should sing so beautifully at night"; that's when I realized that I had my eyes closed. I opened them but suddenly they were filled with dirt. I tried to move - to close my eyes again but that task was beyond me. I had no control over my body. I looked around-moving my eyes from side to side to dislodge the dirt since my head would not move. I saw that I was in a hole in the woods and dry leaves and dirt were being blown and shoveled onto my face. The leaves were so beautiful- like delicate shards of red and gold venetian glass dancing to the ground to cover me in a carpet of color, the dirt was like an embracing old friend. Suddenly I remembered having the same dream when I was six - looking down on my dead face as someone covered me. I closed my eyes and felt myself sinking, the birds stopped singing and I opened my eyes to my life. It was hard to get up.
there's no place like home.....