Orlando's Dream

In Orlando's familiar dream, there is the lifelong reappearence, it has occurred a dozen times now, same scene of sea spray, wet sand flying, galloping briskly atop a grey horse, picking up the pace.

Orlando's father rides ahead on a black horse, still early morning, the sun is low with a sharp, salty chill in the breeze. The beach shoreline then becomes a narrow path, Orlando wants to catch up, but there's still time yet to meet the father he has never known.