Nestor's Dream


     I am walking down that cobblestone path of various colors, though it looks darker in the starlit night. That path winds its way around the edge of a dense menacing forest, while on its opposite side banks the blackened still waters of a lake whose unfathomed depths would be a terror in itself to ponder.
      As I walk forth upon this path I can’t help but feel that some destiny awaits me at some point along the way, as if Fate has taken on human form and is now only waiting for me to find him at last. And so I push forward on this ‘destiny road’…not so much out of hypnotic trance, but for a mutual eagerness to finally meet up with him and settle it.  
The path makes many twists and turns until it comes to a bridge spanning over a still waterway that seemingly feeds into that hideously dark lake. As I ascend over to the middle of its crossing, I feel that I have somehow reached the end of my journey…that the continuing path on the other side of this bridge is not meant for me to finish.

      At this journeys end I then stop and gaze over the side at the mystic landscape and into the lake that suddenly mirrors the perfect starry sky above. It is then that a wave of peace comes over me as I realize that Fate is also standing right beside me then. We have no need of looking at each other nor of the exchanging words, for we already ‘know’ and we need only marvel at the unending beauty surrounding us as the heavens open.
In another instant I find that we are now standing on the edge of a great precipice overlooking all the wonders of the universe.
      I gaze at Fate then, whom is also sharing this joyous moment with me…and find that this is the first time I have truly seen him in his full countenance. Though he is only as tall as an average man his presence is greater then any felt, with a light about him so bright it would lead me to believe that he was the very source of all infinite brilliance in the Universe …and yet so bearable to look upon because each radiant beam raps you up in a love so strong you would wish to spend an eternity within it. He is draped in fair, beautiful robes to match with his countenance, his long hair flowing free in the shade of pure snow.
       Then…his gaze meets my own…and I realize, looking deep into those twinkling eyes of his - which are the windows to everyone’s soul within - that he ‘is’ the Universe. It is then that my tears spouting from many sources began to flow and I melted into his strong supporting arms, my every being and soul poring out to him. After ages seem to pass…we draw apart and he holds my face, wiping the still flowing tears from my eyes.
“Ready?” he lovingly asks me,
“Yes.” I reply, through the strength he has given me anew.
      We embrace yet again and as we part, he takes both my hands in his and gently lets me fall backward until I am ready to let go; and… I let go of him and fall softly into that great precipice without any more fear or pain. Left only with peace and joy…I know that I have come home at last.

     That is where I woke to find that I was still crying. I wept even more when I realized it was only just a dream - that I only returned to the hell that is this life once again and cannot remain in such a place that the word ‘heaven’ can only hope to describe.
It is a place…and peace that I would wish on anyone…even my worst of enemies.