D-reams we have strike like lighting
Every moment we let our eyes rest
Much more when we are snoring
As we calmly lay in a bed of roses.
R-evelations of God in the beginning
To all whom He pleased to profess,
His divine wisdom and callings,
Were by dreams he took a place.
E-ven when we are not slumbering
Sometimes we have our dreams
As we define what we're thinking
And painting our mind's cream.
A dream is a torch of illuminating
The desires of our soul and mind
by which we can see our longing
And rewind the pasts intertwined
M-y soul deafen its faith by dreaming
I was a minister of the Almighty
Walking on fire without blinking
While preaching God's ministry.
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