A walk along the river is what I see inside my dream

While examining my surroundings, I dip my toes into the stream

The sensation pulses through me, choosing its desired course

It goes where it wishes, and is spewing at the source

I look around me to the forest, to the fruit and to the vines

Though who can help but wonder if there’s magic deep inside

I leave the river behind me and I face the trees' allure
With heavy hesitation, I go on yet still unsure

As I enter the unknown, I see results I'd not suspected
Undoubtedly the opposite of what I had expected

There she lies, cold and limp, with eyes open wide with fear
The feeling starts to prosper that something terrible is near