The dream
I stood on the dock watching the cloaked man stand on the boat pulling the chain again and again to bring the boat across the river. The waters were dark and the fog deep. You couldn't even see the shore on the other side. This land has always been a dark place of sorrow, I hope the other side of the river is brighter. As the boat came to dock I had a bad feeling as I stepped onto it. The voice in my head screamed telling me this wasn't right. And as the cloaked man told me to have a seat and get comfortable I saw nothing but his eyes. Cold desolate eyes that brought chills to my bones. It was such a dark feeling that in the shock of it instead of running I just took a seat. He pulled the chain again and again pulling the boat across the river. He said nothing even as the fog made the land dissapear. It was truly unsettling to not be able to see the land on either side, only the black waters and fog rolling by. It was like time slowed to a crawl and I asked the man how long till we reach the other side. His reply was only silence as he continued to pull away. I decided to just rest my eyes and sleep the time away untill I was startled awake only to realize that the man had dissapeared. The boat lay motionless in the water and still no sight of land. I felt the chill of darkness and evil flow over me. I grabbed the chain and started to pull again and again in a frantic state to get to the other side but it never came. It was a useless task to continue so I just sat down to think and calm myself. I didn't know where I was but I knew it wasn't right. An odd thought crossed over my mind that in a way this journey across this lake has been like my journey through life and suddenly the man appeared before me motionless. Like he responded directly to my thoughts. So I continued to think that the only way to make my life brighter was to change and poof the man started to pull the chain and move the boat and the fog started to drift away. I continued to think about my life and events, love come and love gone, childhood memories and change. And as I did the journey across that lake got brighter. And as I saw the shore in the distance I turned to the man and said "so this was my time to grow" and he looked at me and pulled his cloak back revealing his face showing a grey haired creature that was no man but only a wayward spirit and it said to me, "by your own choice you made this journey and by your own heart you succeeded and cause of your own love you'll lose her". Strange words to hear. And as I looked toward the shore again I saw you. Your hair flowing with the breeze, brown eyes staring back at me, perfection in every sense of the word. And as I stepped on to that shore and walked toward your beauty I realized that because you were perfect you were out of my reach and BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ I woke up in a startle hammering away at the alarm clock. It was all a dream. But you were there, like a rose at the end of a journey. Today is a new day with much learned but even now the thought of you just makes me smile.
By Matthew Branton
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