A Dark Night
It was an especially dark night. And I was standing on the steps
in front of my work place, waiting for my ride to show.
For some reason I wanted to look up at the sky. The stars were few,
the moon shadowed by something. No clouds. Then a sudden glow.
It was strange. The glow disappeared as suddenly as it appeared to me.
I began to feel different. Like I was someone else, I wasn't myself.
I was so confused. Everything around me began to change. What was happening?
What was this Glow I saw in the sky so dark? It was like it had a
power within itself.
What was it doing to me? Where was I? This isn't the steps I was standing on.
It was like a fantasy. Beautiful trees surrounding what looked like a small city.
I was getting chilled by the night air and was wearing only a skirt and thin blouse.
Then a woman approached me with a golden shawl that glowed like a light. It was so pretty.
Where did she come from? It didn't matter. I was so cold, and rain was starting to fall
All I wanted was a warm place to take the chill off, and a place to rest my feet.
She took me to a small house, with a fire going, and a pot of soup on the stove.
I sat by the fire wrapped in he shawl to get warm as she brought me something to eat.
I was warm and my stomach was content and I began to yawn. My eyes were getting heavy
I remember looking into the fire, nothing more.And I began to dream of home, and my soft warm bed.
It was strange really. I felt almost as though I was home.But in my mind I wasn't.
Then I was suddenly awaken by a familiar voice saying I was dreaming.At least that's what the voice said.
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