Inthe fall of the day, and the start of night,
with the wind in his hands andthe stars in his pocket
he walked down the road toward a single light
andkept walking, always facing it,

but when he turned his head to theleft,
the light seemed to follow him
and he couldn't figure out what todo
except close his eyes and walk about,

pointed in no particulardirection. He continued,
trying to guess where the light would be
andopened his eyes to find that it was gone
and he was floating in midair,
when he suddenly felt like he was falling,

once again closed hiseyes and awoke in his bed,
his parents on either side
and he know that hehad made it home.