I went to a blue bridge and headed down the steep steps on the sides going under the bridge. As I go inward under the bridge I come across a hole in the wall big enough for me to climb through. I climb through and start wandering deep into a tunnel more like a crawlspace. At the end of the tunnel was a bush. There was a crack in the ground that guided the sunlight through. It was probably where the water leaked in from when it rained. I stayed kneeling on the warm dirt staring at the bush. Then I started to slowly push away the branches. Three birds flew out of the bushes rushing out through the crack and into the open. I thought to my self: Why would the birds be down here? So I started making my way through the bush. I crawled past it into a larger tunnel. I stood up on my feet. It was amazing with so many crystals covering the walls and ceiling, with so much color filling the path ahead. It was light a shower of paint, like a rainbow only with more than just the average colors. I wish I could never leave, i told myself silently. Tears gathered in my eyes. I walked through the cave and it took about an hour to get to the end. A room of calmness and tranquility appeared in front of me. I was home. It was beautiful like a garden. There was a large, shallow pool in the middle of the floor. The floor of the pool was tiled with different colors. The water came up halfway below your knees and the fish swam through the pool in many shapes, sizes, and colors. Plants were all around the room and the pool was shaped like a rose. Music came from every direction and creatures roamed the three paths beyond the room. The sun was bright in the sky. There was nothing above. There was no dirt, no roots, just the sky, the clouds, and the sun gleaming in on this magical place. The paths followed small streams that flowed to the pool. It was like being in the forest only with tiled streams in which life filled the water. Animals, small and large, went about in this forest past the room. I stepped into the pool of water. The fish swam around my legs as I looked around at everything. I spend my time in this place exploring and learning about the many secrets this place holds. The first path where I follow the stream leads to a more negative area. The music, the sky and my surroundings change. I see a stormy, volcano-ridden landscape where even the animals are living seperate lives. The second path I move along is a solemn path. It leads to a rainforest where it rains on and on like tears. Again the music is different and everything is meek and afraid. The third path leads to a bright beach. I can feel warm, meaningful energy here. When I look out at the ocean, it gives me a sense of imagination and the warming taste of love close by. The music is bright and cheerful. When I look up at the sky, I can see something others don't because when I look down, I can be sure to find someone helping me up to see it. This home gives me memories I will never forget and it also gives me comfort to strengthen myself around weak boundaries along each one of those paths.
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