Anyway:
The Girl In My Dreams
A
lonely child lays upon a winter’s field. He gazes upward, watching the snow
slowly fall around him. Piece by piece dances across the sky in a symphony of
white. The boy’s thoughts are miles away from the field, from the snow, or the
images of winter before him. His thoughts sink into his heart, for it is young love
that steals his gaze. A young lady that he admires from afar. Does she place
her own eyes upon him? And if she does, would he have the courage to face her?
The boy cannot answer these questions. His mind awash in fear and doubt. The
boy would never have his moment, for brother fate had other plans for him. Alas,
the boy was a dreamer, and so he dreamt of her. He dreamt of walking by her
side; hand in hand. He dreamt of sharing
a kiss and falling in love… He dreamt of a future so far out of reach. A future
he would never see. Yet even though their paths would never cross, the boy still
had the dreams he forged. In fact the girl in his dreams was quite lovely. A
beauty far beyond the muse that inspired her. The boy was struck with passion
and he soon became lost in the dream.
Long
had the boy soared upon his dreams. He was a lonely child, alone in the world around
him. A world turned its back to him, and in his sorrow he cried out for a hero.
Yet, no one would answer his call. He would have no champion, he would see no
savior, He would not be saved. The boy burrowed deep inside his head, as the
darkness was coming to claim him. It was here that he discovered the magic of
his dreams. The boy soon realized that he could dream his own hero to fight the
darkness that dwelled in the world around him. He could not change this world,
but his dreams could whisk himself away from the world that left him behind. He
could build his own world, where he was happy, where he was loved, where he was
free. He began to sing of the power he held within himself. And thus, the
Dreamer’s song began.
The
boy would find the girl again…but in her eyes he saw the girl in his dreams. In
her face he saw the beauty that he had created. The boy became enamored with
the girl, and though he thought he may win her heart. He was soundly defeated.
The boy would lose and find his way; in matters of life and love, yet he always
carried the girl in his dreams with him. The time would come when he would let
go of the girl he once admired so, and another would catch his eye. Alas, the
boy would stumble and fall, and when he became lonely again; the dream girl
would always be waiting to care for him.
The
boy would become a man. And the man would take many a journey. He would travel
to distant lands and explore strange and wonderful places. The man would learn
many things and find a place and a people to call his own; a home the boy could
never find. Yet, even so far away from home, the girl in his dreams followed.
She would come by many names, she would be seen as many faces. And always, she
would save the man when loneliness took him. She would always steal the faces
of those that caught his eye. And he would lose himself in her eyes. Time and
time again. The man would continue to grow older, yet in his heart, he was
still that boy gazing upon the snow. He was still the boy chasing the girl who
would never look upon him. He was still the dreamer; dreaming to save himself
from the lonely world he feared so deeply. With his eyes opened, he tore
himself away from her. He would no longer feed her, he would no longer run to
her. He would chose to be alone.
Now
the man finds himself lost. The girl in his dreams is gone, and he knows not if
she will return one day to haunt him or to heal him. He looks up and he looks
forward. There is still more road upon his path, and Brother Fate still
watches.
Tonight
he gazes upon the stars…
From
a lonely room…
In a
lonely house…
He
sleeps in a lonely city…
He
wanders across a lonely planet…
And
in his aching heart…
The
boy has found his freedom…
