Chapter In the Third.
In the third of four blue dreams, I wandered in an open forest at night.
The light by which I found my way came from three glowing spheres the size of a fortuneteller’s crystal ball, one off to my left, one to my right, and the third ahead of me.
I was searching for someone, perhaps for several people, but also for a place.
I did not know any names of the people or what they looked like, for I had not met them yet.
And I worried that the place I sought existed for others, not for me.
My dream quest began with an expectation of wonder and good fortune somewhere ahead, but during my long fruitless wandering, exuberance faded into a doleful longing.
At last I came to a stop when a wolf crossed my path and spoke as animals do in fairy tales and fables.
“If you find what you’re seeking, what makes you think it will last forever when nothing else in this world does? ”
In answer, I said, “There is one thing that lasts, and you know it. Tell me no more lies.” After that, I walked and walked through vast colonnades of trees, walked until I woke.