The Beckoning Dream

In the dream of shadows I hesitated in front of a large shadow from which a dark man of some stature stepped forward towards me. Before I could ask him who he was, he began to silently beckon with his hand. He continued to wave his hand in a beckoning way as he stepped back into the darkness from which he came. I stepped forward quickly towards the shadow in front of me searching for the man as he disappeared into the shadow. I waved my arms frantically into the shadow trying to get to him. I had to ask him something. What did I have to ask him? It was to late, he was gone. The dream ends. I wake up alone.