Willow's Bluff, part 2
** continued from part 1, please read that one first **
Willow's Bluff (Part 2)
by Amy Swanson 2.9.2009
The whispers getting louder now,
my screams rose silently
trying to escape my lips,
my arms now beating violently!
"Let me go! What do you want!?"
my mind's voice now demanded
of the whispering captors
who somehow held me, stranded.
The pressure of the moment
held me paralyzed with fear.
Oh how I wish I'd stayed away
and never come in here!
Tightening around my chest
and whispers growing still...
my mind was racing frantically,
my body felt a chill.
And then... a human voice... a light...
the sun gentle and warm...
my eyelids fluttered... I awoke,
completely safe from harm.
My husband leaned down close to me
and said "Are you all right?
You took a spill and konked your head,
you gave us all a fright."
Confused, I nodded slowly
and my eyes turned toward the river
the path I'd taken in my dream was there...!
I felt a shiver.
"Yes, yes, of course, I'm doing fine,
don't worry about me.
I'll be right there, you go ahead,
but first, there's something I must see."
I saw the path, still beckoning
it looked as in my dream...
a little further down the way
...the same unsettling theme.
The cave stood eerily in sight,
but I did not venture in.
A million questions to my mind,
this journey from within.
What did it mean? and how
could I explain what I had seen?
I chose to bury it down deep
and call it ... just a dream.
They say that only fools rush in
where angels fear to tread
walking down an unknown path
can lead straight to the dead.
One thing for certain, deep inside
I know this was not fluff -
so if you find an unknown path...
beware of Willow's Bluff.
Copyright © Amy Swanson | Year Posted 2009
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