In the distance, I hear a choir singing a beautiful song. The glow around the boat grows brighter. It is as bright as the sun. I turn my head away from the blinding light and shut my eyes. I open my eyes and I am on the boat. A book is in my hand. It is bound in dark brown leather. I open it to the first page and there is a picture of a baby. It is a picture of me from the day I was born. I flip through the pages and see many great moments from my past. I turn to the last page and see a picture of me on a red boat holding a dark brown book. I shut the book and look toward the shore. There are people waving at me. They are calling out many things that I can't make out. I am sailing away from the shore, for the wind is northwesterly, blowing over the mountains.
I keep my eyes on the shore and the people soon fade away. Smoke rises from the shore. I wonder what the celebration is for. I wonder where I will sail to. The sun is setting and the sky is a canvas of orange, red, and violet. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I am swept by a swirling drowsiness. I drift into dreamland and find myself on the shore with all my family and friends. We are celebrating life. I see a red boat sailing off in the distance and I wave goodbye along with everyone. I don't know who is sailing away on the boat. I feel like I should be on the boat. I wake up and realize I am on the boat again. The sky is vast and I see a wonderful moon. The ocean waves rock me gently back to sleep again. As I drift off, I wonder if tomorrow will be there. I wonder if my journey will cast me into Heaven.
