Dream scene

In his dreams one night, he saw a gray lamb looking away from him. It lay on a small mound of red and yellow leaves in the center of a clearing. When he approached, it turned its head to look at him. It bent its head toward the ground and opened its mouth. Flower petals fell out of the lamb’s mouth, settling to the ground in a perfect ring. Lastly, a small vial fell out of the lamb’s mouth. The young man knelt to take the lamb’s head in his arms, sensing that it was the most appropriate thing to do. The lamb whispered to the young man in a very deep voice.
“Who are you, young man?”
“I am the young man with a hole in my abdomen,” he replied.
The lamb drew back its head to observe and consider him. “Look at me,” the lamb said. He looked, and the lamb had a wreath of long-needled pine boughs around its neck. “Take the samara from this wreath, please.” He took a pinecone and felt its roughness. The young man was bewildered. The lamb nestled its head in the young man’s lap. When the lamb breathed, it smelled exactly like raspberry blossoms, which the young man had smelled before.
He remembered the vial and glanced at it, lying in the ring of flower petals. The lamb shifted slightly. “The secret is to dry it,” the lamb said. The sky quickly darkened.
The lamb slowly rose from its bed of leaves and walked into the forest. The young man stood but he couldn’t follow. He woke up.