Finally we reached the bridge’s end
The last of this world’s enigmas to comprehend
My guides ever changing face in a disappointed stare
I felt another lesson he was about to share.
“Before us stretches an everlasting sand
When in its place a mighty forest ought to stand.
Are you not proud of what you’ve made?
Has no joy you’ve experienced ever stayed?”
There was a time when a forest mighty may be
But doubt, fear and angst has caused it to become deceased.
Many a days make me feel as though I walk this desert
Endless dunes and miles of nothing until my mood reverts
“So it would seem that you’ve been to this place before
But now you have me here to help you restore
The canopy of trees raised by your pride
Think long and hard, reach deep inside”
I then began to ponder my life
For anything positive to outshine the strife.
And soon the memories overcame me
Each pleasant thought slowly began to change this scene.
For every realization, the ground began to shift
Leaves and sticks from the sand began to lift
Until replaced by mud and soon a grassy plain
Further thought created a quenching rain.
“Though only saplings, in time these trees will grow.
Seek help and eventually a true forest you will know.
There is nothing more in this world for us to see.
Explore further another night, but for now your journey is complete.”
My dream then began to fade
As I awoke to the rising light of day
The lessons I learned from my guide still on my mind
As I prepared to find them the right moments in my life to apply.