Through My Dream

Encountering God

Through My Dream

 

As I stand in the abyss of emptiness

forms of life are non-existent.

Absent---the flapping wing span of the bird

Hidden---human society

alone I stand amongst the presence of change.

 

Enclosed by clouds overhead and underfoot

blinded by a vast openness of white light

I am unmoving.

Surrounded by flowing rivers of sacrifice.

 

Like the tsunami retreating from the shore

clouds recoil outwardly.

Illuminating red and white light across the sky.

 

Humanly I am frightened

Soulfully I am at peace

A serene peace of intrinsic motivation.

 

 From the core of the earth a voice is heard.

A sound so mighty and glorious

it christens the ears with angelic song.

Vibrating like the clamoring of 1000 stampeding bulls.

 

In the mist of the flowing rivers---electrifying skies

I am weary---afraid of the unknown.

 

As I stand alone and listless

unable to move or speak

it is within his words I consider my salvation

Announcing his return.

 

As the clouds recede

 rivers of red and white light fade.

I am awaken

 

Knowing that through my dream

I have encountered God.

 

 

 

 

 Copyright Allison Pattion 2008

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