in a dream. A bright light on path. That is your death and no cave.
I keep looking at an Meadow. To my left is a River. On the other shore a forest. In distance a tree. To the right once I was allowed to have a look and its a calm flower field, usually cut off from my sight.
Until here I always shook my head being asked if I want to walk over to that tree.
So there I stand. Some swam over, others got the Ferry. It is actually a beautiful place, yet sad.
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#mysticism
