I Fell Down Yesterday

I fell down yesterday. I fell through a rip in space and time. I descended into the dark unknown and landed in a meadow of wild rhyme. I watched the sun descend behind snow capped peaks. Then I curled into a fetal ball to sleep secure and warm throughout the night.

This morning a nightingale woke me up. Its song reverberating through my dreams. I listened to its melody while dawn's warm rays caressed my closed eyelids. I opened my eyes to the newborn day. I knew I had to find my way home. I had to find a portal back to earth, back to the planet of my birth.

I knew I had to get up today or in this field of wild rhyme I would stay. I would lay upon my back listening to the stories that the rhyming roses told. I would listen to the nightingale sang while back on earth bees and birds were dying for the lack of unpolluted air.

I forced myself to stand and look around. I could see no path out of this paradise. No road passed through this Elysian Field. I looked toward the west, but realized that I could not go back the way I came. I must walk east or south or north to find another hole in time and space.

I chose to walk toward the sunrise. Toward a gold crowned mountain peak. A rainbow formed at my feet. A rainbow that retreated as I advanced toward the mountain's flaxen crest. I do not remember climbing up that mountain. Still I found myself standing at its crest looking into an interstellar darkness I knew concealed Earth's blue expanse.

I descended into the darkness knowing I must reach my home again. My work upon Earth was not yet done. I still had a duty to perform. I could not dwell in paradise until I had achieved the purpose of my birth upon the planet Earth.

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