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Be Careful What You Wish For

©Keith David 2010 ©Virginia Alison 2010

 

V…..’ make love to me’ she whispers on the breeze. Her wish is taken by the wind as it whips up over the mountains, it catches the trailing wisp of the thunder clouds as they bloom in anger, the feathered thought floats free twisting and turning, seeking its destiny, finally, coming to rest amidst the snowflakes that fall to earth. The crystal drops onto his brow and melts into his soul…

 

K…as he hears her words melt into his soul. ‘Make love to me’ rings again and again in his mind as if from a distant unknown realm he is summoned, inexplicable yet undeniably beckoned onward. Heartbeats skip as his pulse races and his eyes open to pristine, brilliant pure white. He sees as if for the first time, a path begins at his feet, opening slowly before him as the snow melts away. Sending his heart upon the wind, ‘I will my love’ and it echoes and dances off the snow capped hills, in search…

 

V....of the one who has touched him, his breast pounding for this fleeting thought from afar, as he gazes to the billows above, the crystalline blanket continues to fall to earth as his heart twirls amidst the flakes, seeking that which he wants, onward breaking through to the deep blue above. He pauses, lost, faltering in the vast ethereal silence that greets him, unsure now, he is alone, and the four winds blow at the crossroads to his life, which path leads to...

 

K...his destiny and which to his demise? Falling desperately to his knees in the deep snow, arms rise to the heavens and his eye close tightly in silent prayer as he begs the great spirit for a sign. Opening his mind, he listens intently to the thoughts that play wildly across his dreams. Hopes and fears wander aimlessly through his conscious as he searches for clues. Losing hope, he opens his eye and the world before him has changed. As if transported through seasons of time and laid gently down, the scene before him is both astonishing and terrifying. Surveying the surroundings he sees…

 

 

V...the world through another’s eyes. Dusk is falling on a clear blue sky, the winds blow from the south bending the wheat gently as they sweep across the plains. The distant mountains dark and sombre talk to him, the ancient spirits telling tales of old, as he surveys the scene before him he feels the tears falling down his cheek. The snow maiden blows gently, the drops crystallize and rise to float amidst the falling snow as her breathe whips up the cold north wind that she commands, the flakes with their luminescence twirl in a frenzy to reach the Great Spirit who calls them. Guided only by the pull of destiny, he rises from the white landscape; his glowing tears dance in front of his eyes, taunting him, the land afar waits for....

 

K…his return and the reuniting of his soul. Envisioning the magnificent beauty and love, which are his destiny, emboldens and renews, but the path remains a mystery. Tear clouded eyes create prisms of light in his mind, dancing and shimmering against the snow as visions appear and disappear before him. Returning borrowed tears, a black crow materializing from the billowing cloud above, descending with the snow maiden in closing circles as deep azure hues reflect from its wings. Alighted before him, his guide calls his name, “Caw…Caw…Caw” echoes across the icy vastness, yet he hears, “Follow me, I know the way.” Taking flight, his guide climbs higher and higher as clouds part to allow his passing. Circling in gentle spirals upon a whispering wind again, “Caw…Caw…Caw” rings out and the snow maiden takes his hand…

 

V...leading him into the unknown. The world spins away as the snow maiden takes the crow to her breast. A blinding light flashes before his eyes as bird and maiden coalesce, their life force bringing strength to the labyrinth of his mind. He seeks answers but the maiden silences his consternation with a gentle smile. Following the north wind as it whips over the mountains the spirits leave behind earth bound trappings and as their gossamer threads soar to new heights she soothes his soul with the song of the south. He no longer knows, nor cares where she leads him as peace transcends him and he allows...

 

K…her to sing sweetly into his heart. Lost in this moment of time, peace brings clarity to his mind. Holding tightly to the maiden, gliding on cool breeze, through amber rays of parting light and on into night. Shooting stars fall from heaven and mark the sky like golden crayons upon a charcoal canvas, then erased away as quickly as they appear. The moon and stars twinkle through heavenly wisps of clouds as time is lost to sensual dreams of passion and true love. Comforted by the song of the maiden, he knows the morning light will bring delight and…

 

V....pleasures far beyond the reaches of the human mind, he sees more clearly as they dance above the world and his heart sings. The snow maiden smiles, what joys she will bring and in turn her ice-cold heart will melt for the coming of spring. The spirits smile upon him, for they know what awaits, his dreams awakened, his body fulfilled in the arms of she who calls his name. The descent through the night sky, warmed by the winds from the south brings warmth to his body as the snow maiden releases the crow from her breast to herald the coming 'Caw, caw, caw' echoes through new forests and mountains as.....

 

K…the sun peaks slowly above the horizon. Painting the landscape with gray, then tawny pinks and yellows as the new day brings life. The warming golden sphere climbs high into the sky, unveiling greens and reds from the earth as the blanket of white is slowly withdrawn. Gently settling upon the renewed planet, they prepare the path before him as golden daisies bloom along the way. Following the trail, thunder beats in his breast as a new scent penetrates his senses. Could this be his love, so near, or…?

 

V...will his heart beat alone, lost in eternal darkness. His mind whirls, will this path be what his body has yearned for these many years. New smells invade his mind as the path twists and turns, morning dew drops glisten on the golden petals swaying as he passes, bowing their heads in homage in the deathly silence of this new world. The crow caws softly, cradled in the snow maidens arms, she knows what he must endure before the day turns to dusk. The forest thins and he stands upon atop a waterfall, the crystal clear water falling deep below to a shadowed pool not yet touched by the morning sun. Unsure, he watches as his guide beckons him to...

 

K…to the edge, to peer into the deep clear waters below as the light of the new day creeps down the canyon wall and nearing the shore. Heart racing and pounding in his throat, he squints and blinks, staring into the blackness and begging for light. Luminous dazzling beams touch the shallows, sending rays along the edges and out into the deep waters and his breath is gone. Staring into the crystal water as the first light shines its grace upon it, he sees for the first time…

 

V....a shimmering image reflecting in the glow, he drops to his knees, his mind whirling, straining his eyes to focus on this apparition that floats below. Tears form in the corners of his eyes clouding his vision as a sob catches in his throat. His mind knows what must become, but his body is reluctant in its earthly trappings, resisting urges from his guide he pulls away from the sight and takes time to breathe, his heart taking solace from the finality of his journey. As the way becomes clear he rises to his feet, gazing to the sun making the penultimate prayer, he turns takes his leap of faith to...

 

K…the dark abyss below. Releasing the hand of the snow maiden, the crow shrieks a long piercing “Caaaaw” as he leaps from the rocky stone cliff head first towards his destiny below. Falling through the cold morning air, peace, slowly replaces fear, as he plummets rapidly. The image becomes clear as he falls, yet tears still cloud his eyes as his skin tingles and ripples against the chilling wind. Greeted by the icy water, his body bristles and becomes totally alive as he feels…

 

 

 

V...the freeze of the water envelope him, shocking his body to rigidity for a split second. The breath rushes from his lungs as he struggles to gain clarity in the dark depths. He glimpses a ghostly form floating, drifting. Tendrils of luminous light twirl in the blackness that echoes the silence in this world of perpetual night. His body struggles for air, tearing his eyes from the spectre he perceives before him, he kicks for the surface "make love to me", the words echo through his head as he reaches the foaming maelstrom of the falling water above, gasping, he cries "what of this, am I to die for my love?" He feels a warm strand coil around his foot, feeling him, tasting him, soothing his troubled mind "make love to me"; the voice floats up from below as...

 

K… a song upon his heart and he is torn. His mortal body screams for air, fighting against the torrent of water from above, but his soul calm with the whispering voice of his true love from below. Spinning conflictions of physical need for breath and life play against immortality and love. A decision, yet the choice happened eons before. As a second warm tendril coils and glides slowly up his other leg, and pulls him beneath the surface. Calming peace befalls his essence as the frozen stream rushes into his lungs. Eyes open, darkness becomes light and the song plays upon his heart once more, “make love to me.” His mind speaks, “Yes, yes, yes my love. Forever and always we will make love.” Feeling suddenly warm, soothed and blissful, he…

 

V...has visions flash through his mind, visions that reach back to the beginning of time, back through the eons of space to where the world began and the earth was renewed. Clarity shines through his clouded vision and as he welcomed the warmth invading his body, tendrils wove themselves around him, entering every crevice, pouring their energy into his soul. He is the chosen one. He will continue the dream of every lover, he will love forever, never pausing, never ceasing. Every second, of every day, he will make love to the one of his dreams, his lust, his deepest desires are his for the taking, and she will take him to her in the never-ending dance of eternal love. Never again, to walk the earth, never to feel the wind, see the dawn, never again to touch the silky soft skin of humanity. As realisation overcomes him, he struggles to break free but he is no longer himself, he belongs to her and as they fall into the abyss he sobs at her words "Make love to me" echoes again through him as his last mortal thought floats away....'Be careful what you wish for'.