A Dream

Someone grabbed my hand and led me to the window. There were children around me laughing. They opened the window and threw me out. We were flying over a beach at night. The moon was brilliant and we were flying and the children were laughing and somehow I knew I was going to fall. The mansion on the cliff that I flew from was farther and farther away. I knew I was going to fall. I closed my eyes and I could almost feel the moonlight reflecting off me, through me, in me, and I knew I was going to fall. So I closed my eyes.

I waited for the water to touch my feet. I knew it would be cool against my moonlit skin, but not too cold. The water here was pleasant, possibly from the moonlight, from its radiance I think. The children were laughing. I squeezed their hands in the night sky.

I waited for the water to touch my feet. Pushing me to bed now, with a smile on her face.