The Dreams

Dream 144

Peering into the shadowy past, I saw my sweetheart’s luminous face, though she’d been dead for fifty years. I asked her about the letter I’d sent her a week ago.

She said that she found it filled with affection. But she noted that the script of the person who’d written it revealed he was struck with the fear of life — especially of love and marriage.

“I was afflicted with the same fear,” she added, “and changed my mind about going to you.

“To save myself,” she concluded, “I decided to flee instead.”