A great sadness
Had a disturbing dream the other night. It was bothering me all day so I finally found some pen and paper and wrote it down....It was warm and muggy there was a mist but then the sun came out and shined brightly through the hillside. Lush greenery covered the mountain range. We were walking along a pathway and crossed over a wooden bridge. Peering over the side I saw straw covered rooftops in the valley. We walked down into the valley towards the huts. I had a sense of longing. It was a yearning sensation for something that had been lost. This sensation was overwhelming to the brink of sadness. A great sadness had overtaken my sense of being. When we arrived at the huts with the straw covered rooftops I opened the door and walked inside. Once inside all I wanted to do was to go back to where I came from. Although, I knew I could never go back. I could never reclaim what I had lost and the sadness overwhelmed me. Then I woke up.
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