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A
fairy tale
Just
before I awoke, I had a silly but lovely dream. I was sitting in her car and we
were driving through a dark wood on a one way road, a wood as dark and as wild
as the one of Dante.
I
felt that something was growing between us, growing and growing, a feeling that
couldnt be taken away any more. My arm was on her shoulder and when she
suddenly stopped, we kissed. I felt her lips on mine, wet and o so soft. There
was a white cottage next to the road, with a door wide open, and a man sat on the
roof with a broom in his hand, smiling and people were passing by and were
looking at us. But we didnt mind it.
The
next moment, I remember, I was over her in her sea of softness and a feeling of
great happiness came over me. She said something but I didnt understand, if
she asked me not to move or that it never should come to an end. It was as I
see it now, surprisingly unforgettable.
The
next day he met her in a coffee shop.
I
dreamt of you yesterday morning before awaking, she said.
Yes,
he said, I think I know.
We
were driving in a car, in a dark wood, your hand was on my shoulder and
suddenly we kissed and you were over me.
Yes
he said I do know
O,
she said.
Yes,
I dreamt the dream you dreamt, we are one and the same person, I was you and
you were me.
I
know, it has always been like that she said. We cant be separated anymore,
nothing can stand between us.
Indeed
nothing, he said.
Its
a fairy tale she said.
No,
but it only happens once in a lifetime, it wasnt a fairy tale. Ill have or
look it up in one of Carl Jungs books.
Do
it she said; But I am happy now and Jung cant give me more happiness then I
already have.
You
never know he said, maybe it has a special meaning something Jung didnt
think of.
Never
mind she said, I am very happy now. Ill lock it up.
Do
it he said, do it, lock it up for the rest of your days with a double turn of
the key.
The
sound of his voice was changing when he felt that her happiness was flowing
into him.
What
are you going to do about it she said.
I
dont know yet, he said, maybe I am going to tell it to the world.
The
world doesnt mind she said, tell it to your God.
He
knows it, it is written in His Book he said, it stands written in His Book
since the beginning of the Universe.
O,
she said, That long.
Yes
he said, and it cannot be erased.
No
she said Never.
Shall
we have another cup of tea? he asked.
No
she said, a kiss.
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