While I'm Sleeping Poem by Jocelyn Dunbar

The restful time of body lying down in bed,
Cradle me in my sleep.

The beauty of my senses flies consciously
In my thoughts moving miles away.
Dream open, uphold;
God talks to me in a dream
And show everything unfamiliar
Far beyond understanding.

The scene moving,
With lots of different elements,
Unidentified feature,
My mental sense scene coming in out winding;
Mind talk whispers in thoughts
Amazing with beauty, unique, fantastic sight of God.

The true measure of persuasion,
Intellect dimension, celestial body, and mysterious dream
I at rest, quiet my thoughts,
Depending on God,
Believing in faith.

He moves me to the rhythm of his love
And embraces me tight to his arms
In his presence,
I surrender,
He knows my becoming and my ending.

I trust in him!

(c) Jocelyn Dunbar
26 April 2006
4: 10 PM