Just some thoughts...

Every day, as I write Poetiquejustis, I pray it will be a blessing to someone.
Today, I hope it is you.






Wednesday, September 25, 2024

Shaken Gently By A Dream

 

Dreams are renewable
Dale E. Turner
My dreams went to sleep last night

and this morning, they hid their head beneath the pillow

"Wake up", I said.

But My Dreams just burrowed deeper, not wanting to face the day unfulfilled

"Wake up", I said, and shook them gently, because I need My Dreams to carry on.

Sighing, My Dreams followed me in to the day

and the day gets busy

and I forget about my dreams

and I fall in to a slumber of work-a -day busy

And My Dreams shake me gently and say
"Wake up- we need you to carry on"
and we begin again
 
and that's poetiquejustis
For the light makes everything visible. 
This is why it is said, 
"Awake, O sleeper, rise up from the dead, and Christ will give you light."
 Ephesians 5:14