Rainy Afternoon

The rain drizzles down, a slow steady mist,
Like the veil of an Avalonian autumn before winter.
A chill creeps through the air and into your skin;
Climbing up your hands like a pair of gloves made of ice.
Thoughts fill your head-
Thoughts of a warm fire; a warm bed; hot soup; a good book.
On days like this the imagination is not
Far removed from the realm of reality;
Like the swirling mist in the chilling wind, sometime
Just sometimes on days like this they blend into one and the same.
Your eyes slowly wander between the realms of daydream and dreamland;
Realms where reality is just as farfetched as imagination.
A unicorn proudly walks out of the mist,
Bearing upon his back an elder of the elven kingdom,
Wrapped all in furs, his nose abnormally red from the cold air.
In his lap, he holds a hare which is dressed in little clothes
Like those young British school boys wear to class each days.
The traveler dismounts and asks if he could trouble you for a cup of tea,
So there in the garden, in the rain- though not a drop touches your skin-
You sit and drink warm tea with the traveler and his hare
And laugh at the stories of their travels, while the unicorn stands watch.
“It is not dawn nor night, nor any other time” says the elf to you.
“It is all time, all existence, everywhere, but you must know how to see,
fore there are many who can see the thing itself
but not the reality within the reality.
All stands before you, but you must remove the blinders to see it;
-to see the Peace all around you as well as everything else,”
he explained to you as the reason for his journey.
When the tea and laughter had filled your bodies with warmth,
The elven visitor stood to leave and bowed goodbye,
And suddenly you are back in your chair,
With the wind blowing rain against the window outside, and
The soft music that had previously been playing on the radio
Is now replaced by a loud booming voice that
Seems to be under the impression that
If he can wake the dead, you will buy one of his cars;
And that your money can truly buy him happiness and peace.


~Anahbird~
September 14, 2005