The Twenty Fourth Dream Of The Waiting Prince

Now this morning I met as always with my Lord, to hear him speak of his dream of the night before. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And in this dream, I sat upon the saddle of a horse, and rode through the Valley Of Unspoken Prayers, so as to collect my thoughts, after some unresolved grief, that though I felt in my heart, could not recall in my mind, no matter how hard I tried. And it was only upon waking this morning that I remembered what it was.”