Walking up a hill
I see the light shining
just over the other side
What a beautiful flower!
I stop and sit a while,
lost in colors and fragrance
I continue walking
drawn magnetically upwards,
the light urging me forward
A cramp in my foot,
I stop a while to give
attention to the pain
Walking on,
I sense the light
warm and inviting
I think I hear a noise,
a rustling in the bushes..
I search but find no one
Walking now I grow tired
and lie down to sleep.
I dream of the light.
