In my dream's, I am riding a white horse, heading straight for the ocean. Suprisingly enough, the wave's simply split open and we ride through on dry ground.
In my dream's, there is a tornado. Suprisingly enough, my house is the only one left standing amongst all the rubble.
In my dream's, it's dark, cold, and scary. Suprisingly enough, I feel peace, warmth, and can see light.
In my dream's, I'm alone and crying. Suprisingly enough, someone takes my hand in His and wipes my tears.
In my dream's...everything bad seems to work out just fine.
In my dream's, I'm looking West, but turn to the East.
In my dream's.
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Did you write that? If so - incredibly impressive :)
If you didn't write it, it's still as impressive, but also well done for finding such an excellent poem!
nodders-Yes I wrote it. I have been dreaming some wierd things lately and I just had to write them down. Thanks babe.
Dreams that tell you even though it looks bad...all is good...they sound like beautiful dreams....
Sigh...I wish I could remember my dreams...
Sunny-I wake up feeling rattled, but then a true calm takes over. Normally, I don't put very much stock in dreams, but I have to admit the outcome feel's good.
Manny, this is beautiful stuff.
In my dreams, unfortunately, the horse drowns, my house is the first to go, and I have no idea which way is east or west! ;)
And in real life ... same thing! ;)
Dan-I'm sorry to hear that sweetie, but look on the bright side...there is always blogger. LOL
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