My Dreams Are Bright - Poem by Gerry Legister
When in distant slumber my dreams are bright
Through the quiet rest images of life can be seen,
God is till the one controlling all my deep inside,
From the visions of my heart joy has been,
Visiting my passions where the memories hide,
When in moving wishes strength and age incline,
To hide the treasures we share as time goes by,
Closing our youth; to open where we have not been,
As others have seen, the rapture before they die.
White fountain of heaven in the tint of gold,
With the things we want and dream about,
You’re still the one I will gladly run to hold,
And live to love, till life in love has run out.
Then in future dawn there will be no stormy life,
When pleasure has fade; pleasure lives on,
There will be no unlikely end to bring such strife,
And take the impulse of delight from where we stand.
When the spirit goes, I’ll know not where it goes,
To climb with hail and walk in clouds to the sun,
On the long road in the sky where stars shines,
And as time held me dying, you’ll still be the one.
When my dreams are bright heaven is in sublime light,
Shinning stars in a million galaxies looking refine,
You’ll still be the one the candles will light,
Memories to live and honored among time.
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