Chapter 18
Vision Of Eve
I am dreaming again…it is the same vision every night. I stand, in the midst of a sea. I look all around, but I see nothing. Fire is burning in my soul…what am I seeking?
I dream of Rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hands
I hear a low, beautiful melody, and I turn, as a mist rolls all around me. I hear her, but I cannot see her, and I cry out," Who are you?"
I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames,
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose,
Each of her veils a secret promise,
This desert flower,
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more then this,
I run, towards her voice, the water splashing all around me as I seek out the singer, trying to find her…I have to know who she is…
And in the midst of the water, I see a clearing in the midst…a small, bare rock juts out.
Standing on this rock, a cloaked figure stands, shielded by the cloak so I cannot see any distinctive features.
Suddenly, they throw back the cowel, and I look into a face that is not unlike my own…but her skin is brown, a beautiful caramel color. The armoring on her chest is purest white, like moonlight, and her hair is long and also white. She gazes at me, and I am awed…
And as she turns
This way she moves, in the logic of all my dreams,
This fire burns,
I realize that nothing's as it seems,
I move closer, but the closer I move, the farther away she seems to be, as she reaches out for me, her expression full of empty longing, her green eyes bright and so, so innocent…
I dream of Rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hands,
I dream of rain,
I lift my gaze to empty skies above,
I close my eyes,
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love.
I find my voice and I yell," Who are you? Please, please tell me!"
Oh, heavens, I HAVE to know! I feel I will die, if I do not discover her name.
I dream of Rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hands,
Sweet desert rose,
Each of her veils a secret promise
This desert flower,
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more then this,
She only smiles sadly, as the mist once again rolls around us, and I yell in fury, as I wake, the fire within me burning…always burning…
Sweet desert rose,
The memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of the Fall.
Where are you, my Eve?