My Dream Of Home Poem by positive polarity

When I am sad
and feel alone.
I close my eyes
and dream of home.

And in my dream
I’m at His feet.
The One I love
and long to meet.

His radiant light
wraps warm around me.
like healing branches
of an undying olive tree.

I live for the day
I no longer dream.
But eat from the tree
and wade in the stream.

Now while I wait,
I pray for the strength,
to focus on certainty,
not upon length.

With perseverance,
I’ll soon reach the prize.
I'll hear Him exclaim,
'My child you've arrived! '