Thw sword and Mountains

I was light like a feather, hanging on a bamboo tree branch with a sword in hand. I saw a lake in front of me, as green as the forest, deep so that no one could guess how deep was it. I trembled, headed away from the lake, ran on the bamboo trees, I could hear the leaves sound under my feet. I ran faster, a little while later I felt safe, stood, everything was quiet. Enormous mountains stretched up to the sky. I thought about the mountaintop by all means, that mountaintop which was hidden behind clouds and was more beautiful and magnificent place in the world. I looked back and thought how far am I from the lake? The sword loosed in my hands but I took it with all my strength. My hands couldn’t take it anymore but that thing which fell wasn’t sword, was my teardrop. My heart crushed. I didn’t look at the mountaintop anymore, turned around and walked back slowly. I descended to the ground, the lake appeared, and I looked down to do not see it. I took the sword up, smooth, shiny and beautiful. I stood on a rock and went down the deep water. I couldn’t see the bottom but swam to the down. It was dark and got darker, after a while I couldn’t see anything just darkness until I touched the ground. I left the sword down with embarrassment. I came back from the darkness to the light, came out of water. I went to the mountains, this time without sword, my bare feet were muddy. I had a nostalgic feeling. I walked on branches but didn’t hear the sound of leaves. I reached there, climbed up huge rocks and precipices hardly, the acme was close, just a little higher. Then I made it, there was a stony road to a bridge. I ran till I reached the bridge, stand, I could see the most beautiful and magnificent place in the world. Felicity is here, eternity either. I must be happy but… my heart was wounded. Something that I lost in deep water was my soul, half of my heart and my past, it will never ever forget. The earth was lost in the fog.

I felt the heat, you were coming.

I asked: Do you remember the legend of the young man?

- A faithful heart makes wishes come true.

- Make a wish, Lo.

- We go back to the desert

My feet were off the ground. I threw myself down. I left your sad and wishful eyes there, in the most beautiful and magnificent place in the world, for… ever.