The room is hot but yet comfortable. It has a large table of dark glass which has a mesmerizing mirror effect, nearly setting the spectator into a trance. Dark matching chairs surround this mammoth table. Their construction is of the most exquisite of silver with tinges of gold. The material is a cloth of eastern origin. Nothing else exists but a candle lit dancing flame. Its rhythm sings.
The forest seems never ending, though extremely beautiful, breathtaking, in fact. High above the line of trees is the deepest blue of sky with huge soft clouds all in pillow shape floating, in fact dancing with the rhythm of the wind. Wolves howl, crickets chirp, while squirrels and chipmunks race around, up and down, up and down until the night has come. Then peace while the melody expands reaching the moon and stars. Daylight was bright and beautiful, but now the mystic change into the darkness has given new illumination while elements of life find their chance to dream. And then the dawn. A new world is come.
"I took the road less travelled by, and that has made all the difference," to quote one who had graced this path before. Narrow and barely visible, it is adventure to the fullest realm of imagination. It is ecstasy beyond.
All natural and ever flowing. It is ocean with splashing waves, beating yet gently into the rocks, moistening the sand and promising me peace as I listen to their soothing song. The water is warm, inviting me to join the dance. And I am in.
A large crystal cup which overflows with the most refreshing of clear natural water. I am resurrected now.
It is a skeleton key, rusty, unused for years, perhaps centuries. It unlocks my future.