"It's a dream, I know, but..."
"No buts. It's not possible."
"But it felt so real."
"It was just a dream."
"But dreams can be real,
if you want them to be."
"Do you want this dream to be real?"
"At times, yes.
I know it's difficult to understand,
but when I do want it to happen,
I want it badly.
So badly,
I can't stop looking at the sky."
"You look to the sky?
Why?"
"I hope to see Him."
"You hope to see Him?"
"Yes. I hope he'd show up,
glowing in the sky.
His hands outstretched,
his eyes abroad,
looking for his people."
"His people? Are you one of them?"
"Yes."
"And so you said in your dream,
the one you want to happen,
that He comes and takes His people,
takes them from this place,
to the above,
to heaven?"
"Yes."
"You've drempt about this?"
"Several times,
but I'm sure my dream
is nothing like the real thing."
"And so what is your dreams
of this ordeal
telling you?"
"I've had them repeatedly.
Usually, that tells me
something is accurate about it.
What, I'm not sure."
"Any guesses?"
"One... the time is close.
Very close." |