The Winged Rider.

He always rode late into the night, but this ride was different. As he looked forward it was bright, though it was the middle of the night. The road curved and glistened, as if it was made of gold. It was quiet, and he could hear the rustle of the leaves. On each side of the road we’re trees. Colors he had never seen before decorating the limbs.The bike he was just on, transformed. It had high handle bars and was black as night. The bike itself looked as though it was glowing! He had never seen anything dark somehow have a light reverberating from it. As he walked toward it, eager to ride he felt something tickle his back. As he turned to look for what had touched him he saw nothing. It happened again, confusion all over his face. Then he looked down toward his feet and there lied a single golden white feather. It seemed strange to him, because he saw no birds flying above him. He then looked over his shoulder, then he started to feel them. White and golden feathers adorned these massive beautiful wings. The most beautiful wings he had ever seen before. He shrugged his shoulders and he could move them! Like an arm or a leg. As he stretched them they felt heavy, but not too much to carry. Mae, I must be dreamin! He exclaimed. He leaped into the air, using his wings as if they had always been apart of him.

I then saw someone approach him. He did not have wings, but his skin radiated light and he wore a white robe.

He spoke softly to him, saying; You must now come to the Waiting Room. It was as if the entire world flipped. They were now in a dark lit room with windows.

Am I dreamin? He asked the man in white. No, son you are not, he said. This is your new home. Any house you want is yours. Anything your heart desires is here and it is all yours. There is no pain here, nor sadness.

Oh, he said. The realization hitting him. He stood speechless.

I brought you to this room to show you something, the man in white said. Look through this window.

As he looked down through the window, he saw her! Kadee! He yelled out, as he reached out to grab her. But his hand was stopped by a force, as if the energy was pushing him back. Why!? He screamed at the man in white. Why can’t I hug her, he exclaimed! Please, I’ll do anything you want for one more day with her! Peace be still, the Man whispered. You will hug her again, in time. Be patient.

He had a flashback, as if she were just born. All swaddled up in the nursery at the hospital. How he looked through the glass, knowing she was safe. As chaos filled the halls of the hospital, she looked so peaceful in the quiet room. He knew she could not see him, but he wasn’t going to take his eyes off her. Not for a single second. I will always protect her and watch over her he thought, hand pressed against the glass.

He came back to when the man in white spoke, as if he saw his flashback. You will do the same here, he said. You will watch over her. No, she will not feel your touch as if you were still in that world but she will feel your presence. She will know you are there, watching and protecting as you’ve always done. But how will she know its me?! She can’t see or hear me! He said emotionally. But can you see or physically touch love? asked the man in white. No, he said in defeat. She knows you love her more than anything, does she not? Yes, I believe she knows that. Then trust me when I say, she will know you are there watching over her. We are all apart of the same universe, just different dimensions. The Waiting Room is always available to you, because you are a Protecter. Your energy may go to whatever dimensions you please. Energy forces are much more powerful than the human body. Just look at the sun, it has the force to set the entire world into motion. Your body will grow old and die, but your spirit will last forever.

Well then, why can’t I go through the window now? The force stops me. The protecter asked.

Because door is at the end of the hall, to your left. The man in white said as he walked away.

Mae bro, this is gonna take some gettin used to; he said to himself as he flew into the door.