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Lost Paradise Robert M Tidmarsh
Lost Paradise
Hope is a word most people have used, a word that expresses expectations.
I was travelling on one of my many journeys through the mountains of the Alps in Salzkammergut and Salzburg. After travelling for many days I finally arrived in a small village called Bramberg near Zell am See. The valleys near to the village are beautiful and one can walk for hours through fields of buttercups and daisies, pastures filled with the smell of cattle, passing by streams and rocky roads.
I was very pleased to have been asked to stay with one of my friends and so I was able to spend days and weeks just wandering through the countryside. The village of Bramberg is a very old village near to one of the biggest waterfalls in Europe called the Krimmler Waterfall. A cascade of water crashes down into the valley below, spraying its visitors with its mighty flow. A waterfall not like anything you will have seen before, a waterfall falling from a valley above, with a large and beautiful river winding its way through the Alps.
As I wandered through the valley and looked at the mountains on either side, I could feel how seemingly tiny I was, as small as a grain in a field of corn ........almost nothing.
Climbing the hills, going down into the valleys and caves, these leading into an endless empire of the inner world. A world where people get lost and then to disappear never to return, a world which keeps its secrets and never reveals them to us. Secrets of the past present and future, secrets unseen, secrets of the Alps.
I had always longed to enter that world hidden in the depths of the mountains, though frightened to think of getting lost inside, never to return. The thought of the mountain and its secrets just wouldn't leave me, day after day I wandered through the valleys and peered in at the dark holes leading to the heart of the mountains never daring to enter. Like a magnet, it pulled me back, day after day. The idea of going into the cave and searching for the hidden empire but walked away again, only to return the very next day. I knew one day I would to climb down into the darkness of the cave and then who knows what could happen.
Shall I? Shan't I? Will I? Won't I?....... "oh mountain why do you attract me to you like a beauty in the night awaiting her lover?"
It happened, and I was to give way to the magic of the mountain and so climbed down into that dark opening and did disappear inside. The large hall in the mouth of the cave was decorated with stalagmites and stalactites, large ones, tall ones, big and small, bright and dull, colourful and opaque. A light was shining through the deep and dark passageways seeming to lead me forward, deeper into the cave.
Should I? Shouldn't I? Can I? Can't I?.......
I carried and on and on climbing deeper and deeper into the heart of the mountain. The halls were getting bigger and bigger, the light in the distance seemed to be getting brighter and whiter, the sound of music was echoing in my ears, pulling me down deeper and deeper into a vast empire of hallways. Sparkling walls were reflecting every bit of light, sparkling like jewels in a crown. Red and green mixed with a white glow which reflected the light like little lightening strikes on a rainbow in the dark. The sound was like the music of heavenly gods, music unknown to me, music making me feel I was swaying then falling into an endless room of deep and beautiful pleasure.
The light was getting brighter, the sound, filling the air and the jewels were sparkling, making night into day.
I was no longer afraid and so walked into the largest hall I had ever seen before in my life, a hall of majestic beauty, filled with gold and silver and precious stones, a paradise of the deep. I sat down and listening to the sound of music, entering the hall, thereby becoming a concert hall of heavenly instruments, of pipes and trumpets, harps and violins the sound filling the air.
Were I a king in a palace of gold I just couldn't have been richer than now. Fascinated by the overwhelming splendour and elegance of the hall and its magical sounds I decided to rest and lying down upon a large table of stone in the centre of the hall and then fell asleep. The dream I dreamed was of equal beauty and led me into a long golden passageway and to a throne behind a large open diamond doorway. An old man was sitting on the throne and his beard was as white as the clouds in a summer sky, it was a long beard which covered his body like a blanket of white velvet and down "My son" he said with a voice as gentle as the voice of an angel in a heavenly choir..... "My son you have chosen to be part of my army of gods and to guard over the world above but first you must make a decision...... Are you be willing to leave behind your worldly possessions and follow me into my empire, into my paradise?"
I was uncertain, starting to fear what would happen if I said yes. What would become of me?
My uncertainty turned to fear, my fear to a feeling of panic. I struggled and started to roll back and forth on the stone in the centre of the hall. The music was getting louder and louder bursting my eardrums.
Suddenly I awoke and found myself outside the cave near to the river. I could hear the water crashing down into the valley below. I just couldn't remember if I had been inside the cave or not.
Was it all a dream or was this feeling of lost hope I had right now, one of never, ever, being in a paradise.
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