The Dreams

Dream 56

I left the great house in which we had waited — each man alone, not knowing the others — and felt something like security after unease.

Yet the sense of relief didn’t last long, for soon I imagined that others were following me. I glanced behind me and saw in the distance a group coming after me, gesturing with their hands in the breeze.

I quickened my pace until I broke into a run. On the road I spied the house to which I’d been invited, and instantly hurried toward it. I found the people there as if they were returning from abroad, organizing their things and dusting them off. None of them seemed surprised at my appearance among them. They stared at my face with such affection in their expressions, in their talk, and in their smiles, it was as though I’d just come back with them from their travels.

For that moment, at least, I forgot about the people creeping up behind me.