A beautiful dream

Last night I had an amazing dream. Today it caused me to cry, numerous times, both out of joy and of sadness.

It was a beautiful sunny day, I was sitting around a little round white table on a porch with both a woman to my right and a man to my left. We were enjoying some coffee and tea. I remember we were talking about how beautiful the weather was and how unpredictable it had been recently I was looking down the block towards the horizon, water was off in the distance. The block was something that of a "full house" view. We were on the left side of the road at the top a hill and row houses lined the block down a hill until the road teed into the waterfront. The roads were empty and we were the only people out on the block. The air was warm and everything stood very still. It was eerie just like before a tornado would strike. I noticed clouds starting to rumble and roll so I stood up and walked to the edge of the porch for a better view. It looked as if a heavy thunderstorm was about to ruin our afternoon tea party. I sat back down. Suddenly about midway down the road to the waterfront an explosion of clouds burst into view as if a bomb had just gone off. Startled we all stood up. The clouds continued to erupt and move up the hill as the sound of thunder roared towards us. The clouds suddenly took shape and a man on a horse and chariot along with a multitude of beings appeared within them. I stood up and ran past the man to my left towards the door to the house but the clouds began to reach us. I remember hearing a kind sweet voice above the noise that resembled my mother saying, "Hurry up you don't want to be late," a feeling that reminded me as a child getting ready for school. Suddenly a hand grabbed me and the clouds rushed by with tremendous force. I remember a panic right as I was running towards the house but an instant peace as I was taken by the hand. I began to rise into the air, stalling only for a moment as though someone was grabbing to hold onto me. I had something in my hand and realized I would no longer need it so I dropped it. My focus turned away from the door as I was rising and faced the direction I was being taken. The woman had taken my hand.