Enter into a darkness Where coldness meets with your feet, You walk forward, still the fog consumes your dull senses. Pitch black surrounds you, But now the sound of a thousand harmonies enters your ears, While the fickle hairs on your back rise to the freezing atmosphere. You see a light. Dimly but surely, a color enters your deftly aroused circumspectrum, And a spring morning arrives; you feel glad. As the sun rises, Fresh, green pine trees enter into your vision, and far off you can see a flower.
As the blurriness leaves, the sun rays glisten on your face while you trod along. You leave a forest, And a carpet of fresh, thin blades of grass drops into a steep and wide valley. Now the horizon is overcast with bright, vivid colors; you then pick up the lily, and hold it close to you. As the wind blows, Your hair is gently swayed, back and forth as you begin to run. The rich valleys are now beginning to fade away, and the hills are becoming dunes of sand.
The time is noon, Heat brings drops of sweat to your pores while you doubtingley continue, So hunger is kindled, but only death and heat consumes the land. There is a mountain, looking impossible to climb, and your feet are burning in the hot, grainlike sand. But you remember the the flower in your condescent hand, so you struggle, but manage to overcome the mountain. At last an oasis, Full grown, ripe fruit trees are as far as your eye can see, and abundant pools of flowing water run down the newly discovered reservoir.
You take an apple, And sink your teeth into juicy goodness and extinguish all hunger, then you longingly jump into a sky blue lake of water so your body is indulged in an aquatic depth. Weightless and so free, Now you swim deeper into this canyon of clean, clear liquid. Gold, Jade, and Topaz are implanted into the watery cave walls; you go back up for breath, and remember your flower. Once more you dive, This time searching for the next phase in your quest, A pitch black hole is to the north, so you head in that direction while the bubbles surround your shivering body.
Your breath is short, So hoping for some oxygen you swim faster, and more rapidly while your mind is in a state of apprehension… At last, the pitch black hole has led to an opening. The light is gone, And you can feel that the blistering air is thin; you have left the waters. On the ground you feel a soft cotton blanket, perfectly folded. So you take it. A sense of comfort, Is what you feel in this moment, and think of how everything went by so quickly. You take out the lily and remember your struggle up the mountain, and trials through the sand.
Everything is fading away, Darkness now surrounds all things, and the night has finally come. After a long day of traveling, and most of your journey completed, you lift your eyes to the heavens above. As you look up, You see billions of white shimmering stars overshadowed by an endless sky of violet in the night sky. Once again the sound of trumpets and voices enters your mind. So comes midnight, Just as when you started, all creation sleeps, And the Maker smiles at all He has done… even through a flower.
