The Dreams

Dream 193

Sir Rider Haggard on the Pyramids Plateau. I rush over to greet him, telling him that he was the paradise of my childhood and my adolescence, too, with his enchanting novels about Ayesha, Cleopatra, Saladin, and the treasures of King Solomon.

Then as I walk along with him, I ask him if the king’s treasures were real. Or were they but the fruit of his imagination alone?

Next I’m marching with him through an African jungle. When we reach a certain spot, he pulls a key from his pocket, then bends down until he disappears in the tall grass. Suddenly, a door swings open — to reveal a vast display arrayed with precious stones.

The sun’s rays gleam upon ingots of gold, whose glinting casts a light into the world of the Unseen.