…and as the waves crashed against him he stood, slowly crumbling, in the ocean. The salt burned his wounds, his eyes, and his very being; while the water ate his body. He turned to me and said “Look. This is creation.” and his face washed away. I stared at where he had been. I stood and stared then at the horizon, as the sun rose over the endless sea of reflection. With every second the sun became brighter and I more whole. My own energy returning to me now. My whole body. Once again.
…and as the sun emerged completely I opened my eyes. “Now, I’m awake.”
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