Dream Stories
Art: Lynn Zachreson
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Art Zachreson: Dream Stories Free Tour Paintings Prints Cards The Cougar Dream The Land of this time was very much like our own. There was a legend of Angels. Angels that lived in the center of the earth. Where the Angels came up to the surface, it was believed that gold could be found. A beautiful image, yes--gold lined tunnels burnished by the wings of angels. But, it was not beautiful. In this land too, men were greedy. When an angel was spotted, all the technology and power of this world worked toward finding the Angel tunnels and digging up the gold. The Earth suffered when angels were found. So, the Angels were tricky and had many ways that were magical and were not often seen. In this land, a women sat alone in her small kitchen. The light was fading around her windows as the sun set. She looked up from her still table to see a small boy in the corner of the room, just inside the doorway. He was about four years old. He met her glance with large dark eyes. She knew he was an angel. She knew she had been his mother. Her heart swelled. She moved to him and he to her. As her finger tips touched his shoulder, she knew she could not be with him. It was not safe for him to be there. Sadly, the boy angel retreated from the house. She was poured full of longing to be with her small boy. Her urge was to follow him, to know where he lived, to know he was safe. She would be followed. Other's already knew he had been there. They were already trying to follow him. As her heart burst, her spirit was released. Suddenly, she was outside her apartment. She could see the boy. He was magically dodging this way and that through the city alleys. With the spirit of her heart, she could follow him in her mind. He left the edges of the city and entered a land of red rock and dark green conifers. This wilderness was hot and near the edge of a sea. She followed him past shallow bays, and around crimson cliffs of soft stone. The sun had not yet set. She saw him turn and enter the sea. She was able to follow him in her mind into the concealing waters. Down and down he went until he reached the wavy sands of the ocean floor. A small opening appeared and he smoothly entered. The opening closed behind him and was covered by sand as if it was never there. She knew that he had been greeted by a gathering of angels who waited for his safe return. There she could not follow. She backed her way out of the water, up to the hills, through the forest, and into her city. She had found the path to her angel. She waited. She heard of the search for the small angel. She waited. Then it was time. She Gathered herself, she set out to retrace the steps of her minds journey. Yes this was the path out of the city. Yes, these hills were the ones. Yes, this was the path through the forest. Was that the lagoon? As she turned the corner, she saw earth moving equipment. She saw they had drained the shallow bay. But no, this was not the right place. They got it wrong! She moved al