Water

Just lately I have been having a lot of dreams about water. From water falls to vast rivers and lakes. However they never seem to be the same piece of water. I know that water flows so there is never the same piece of water in the same place two seconds running. But these are different expanses of water. And I am not swimming or watching, it is almost as if I am part of the water. It is me that is falling from the cliff. Not like the dream that you are falling from a great height and feel yourself land with a bump. No this is a nice dream, I am flowing, glistening in the sun, hugging stones and rocks as I pass, the sun warms me. I feel liberated and free from restraint. I am a river stroking the banks as I pass, like a child running a stick against white railing as it runs by.