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Alone…. Alone once again.1

It’s deathly cold, frost is setting in. I feel very fatigued.  I look for a place to lay my head down and rest, so that I may proceed with my journey….. My never -ending journey. 2

As I look around, I see that I am no where. There is nothing , nothing but snow for miles; flat white snow everywhere. The sun is setting in the far  west. It shines a radiant fiery red and a brilliant orange.  I  stop and gaze at the sky filled with colors, as if I were in a trance.3

“ Home…” I whisper, and press  on.4

I can see my feet; bare as which this field in which I stand. My clothes were nothing but rags; gray rags, torn to shreds. I have no memory of what has happened, I just press on.5

Must….press….on….6

The silence rages all around me, with only the sound of the snow crumpling beneath me, as I stagger along, trying to hold on. Almost there…I see nothing but I feel something.“Home…” 7

I repeat it once more,  “Home…” 8

The sky is twilight  and  the moon is closer than usual. It is a blue moon. I stop and gaze at its beauty. I hear a howl in the distance. It calls me…9

Then, a sharp pain fills my chest. I fall. The world is fading quickly, but my eyes are still open. My breathes are getting shorter and shorter. I am dying.10

“ I refuse !” I try to scream out with my last bit of energy, but it comes out as a whisper.11

I close my eyes and cry. Tears stream down my face, warmth. I know I must press on, but I can not move. Fatigue has finally set in. I give up. I can feel myself fading away, when I hear gentle sounds, another howl. It’s coming  towards me. I see a shadow.12

“ Am I dreaming?”13

I feel a lick on my face. The warm tongue, so smooth and gentle warms my  face. Brown eyes. I see soft brown caring eyes looking back at me. My vision is blurry.  I s it a wolf? Yes, a brown wolf with soft brown caring eyes. It nudges me to get up.14

“ Almost there…” I heard it say.15

Was it the wolf, or my imagination? I couldn't’t tell, but I get up.16

“ It hurts.” I say, struggling to get to my feet. The wolf tries to help me. I am on my feet.17

“Almost there…”18

“ My legs won’t take me far.” I think to my self, but I gradually begin walking. Still I am uncertain if it was my imagination or was the wolf  really speaking to me. No matter which one it was, he was here with me. I feel safe now. At last, I am alone no more.19

We walk and walk, with the moon as our guide. For the last time I utter these words.20

“ I feel alive. I am home now.” 21

I lay down next to the wolf, his fur warming my body. Before I close my eyes to sleep I look upon the wolf’s face  once more. What’s this?  Who is this other being with him? 22

A handsome face… I remember now, the angel from my past life.23

“ Why won’t you leave me alone?” I ask as  sadness fills my face.24

“ It ends here. True happiness is finally yours.”  he whispers to me. 25

What did that mean? So many questions unanswered but yet I am not confused or need to ask them. 26

I am tired now. 27

The howling of the wolf sooths me as l fall into a peaceful sleep in which I shall not awake, ever in this world again.28