A cool, relaxing, and blissful wind… Before him stood tall poplar trees lined up side by side, their lush green leaves shimmering in the sun. The sky was as deep blue and clear as it had been in the very beginning. Suddenly, he looked down at his feet and saw that he was standing in water up to his ankles; this was a place much higher than the ground he was familiar with. He realized he was on a narrow bridge stretching vertically through the water. He turned to look behind him, smiling; he saw his father in the middle of the bridge, who was also happy, and at the point where the bridge met the shore, he saw someone else—more of a silhouette—standing there. He lowered his hands to his feet and took a bit of water into his palms; there were many tiny fish in his hands. Turning to his father, he said:
“Do you see?”
And as soon as he released the fish from his palms into the deep blue flowing river, the tiny creatures transformed into massive fish with shimmering colors—a blend of yellow, blue, and green. He turned back to look at his father again, but he was no longer there...
