Illumination Street

I have been traveling for more than a hundred and twenty days searching for the special lights that keep popping up in my nightly dreams and the beam that passes through the skies when the visitors walk by. I have been searching for the road where the story has been told, but the ages have passed with time and I keep moving around with this radiant image in my head with a scroll stucked underneath an age old concrete bed, and an ancient vault sealed up next to the cross where history was born. I have been traveling for more than a hundred and twenty days with a back pack on my back and an architectural diagram in my hand. Landscape of the morning burning in the street and rumbling clouds in the evening cools the temperature when the sun goes down. I have been searching for this road where the battle is unfold and the solders retreat before destiny completes; a cluster of trees stands in the middle and a circle road runs around it with multitude of lights condense between edges and nature is breathing all over it. Not not one human frame was inside and the village was illuminated with millions of lights and there was no incident inside. I stood on the side and watch it glow and the mountains around joins the show and sing a joyous tune as the lights glow from within. I stood there for hours absorbing the magnificent scene and my soul was at peace for the journey was complete; it is a journey that you have to make and you have to do it before it is too late; there is only one way in and one way out and you have to find it before nature starts to shout;, go and search diligently for the road that leads to illumination street; someone is waiting there for thee.