neither rocks nor blue water

Dreamed on 2014.10.25.1415

Climbing up steep cliffside which eventually gives way to a lattice-work of logs and branches, some more secure than others. I know there is a cave ahead of me on the other side of the log-mesh I'm climbing, but beneath me there is whitewater so white that I can see neither rocks nor blue water, but rushing whiteness that might as well be cloud.

I know that to fall would be to fall for many ages, and that I must have sure footing as I pick my way onward.

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