A dream by Faust Amoyo
From between the leafless branches came numerous fireflies, I could see their light come and go from behind the trees. Their light was glittering in the starless night, yet it never outshone the wonderful moon.
Suddenly I found myself approaching land. There was no shore, just a rocky drift, at the edge of that drift there stood monks, sealed in their black cloaks. I couldn�t see their faces as they were obscured by the darkness of the lovely night, but I knew that they were males and females. They were looking at me and chanting with mysterious words.
Quickly the dream shifted again. I found myself climbing the drift. I was finally at the top, but when I looked around all the monks were gone. And when I looked at my back I found no sea either. I was in the middle of an endless desert. The earth was cracked and looked brick red. I was lonely amidst this endless desert. It was the desert where nothing peeped in and everybody was a stranger. I could not walk much and I slept on the cracked earth and closed my eyes. As I did, I opened my eyes and woke up.