tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am tired - it has been a long battle Morning breaks...snow.. too early I think. The old man came into my dreams lst night... so long between dreams and even longer since he has appeared. I was locked in a house.. many rooms.. familiar rooms with memories of once was. and the person that held the key I no longer feared as it just didn't matter.. I had been in this place before.. these locked rooms. Instead I started looking over thee rooms.. looking for MY room.. looking for where I would be safe..as safe as possible. There were other people in the house.. people I did not know that were frightened... their loud cries unsettling. I told them it was ok.. we would be OK..as it was just a locked house... and that what was outside was not important anyway. I felt calm.. alomost business like as I went about making my space as peaceful as possible. I kept to myself as if the secret had finally been explained in a way that I understood and accepted. and then i was at my stone and the old man was there... I was happy to see him.. it had been so long. My child he said.. you are different. am I.. I asked.. maybe.. he laughed softly.. come take my hand and let me feel your soul. I sat with him... I put my head in his lap... he caressed my hair.. I am tired .. I finally said... I know.. was his reply.. I know. 7:01 a.m. - 2004-12-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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