Walking

I am walking down an old dirt road walled with trees towards my future.  I see nothing ahead of me. I begin to wonder if there is something wrong as something tells me this is my future. I am scared of what this could possibly mean, so I turn around to go back to my past, but the road is gone.  I look around at where I am; the soft green grass, the bright blue sky, there is no sun, but is is light.  It's like the land of doves.  As I walk around, no idea of where I'm going, I begin to understand that there is nothing for me and no one to care for me.  I fall to the ground and weep.  I realize that there is no reason to do this, for there is no one can hear or help me here in my world of silence.  So, I stand and walk towards the horizon and into my future of utter silence.