As I slip further within myself into silent
that entrancing dream fills my head night after night.
perfect dream I yearn to always keep:
the "Dream of Dreams" I say!
It is a perfect dream; a dream of You held high.
I saw myself
running exhaustively indeed,
Going nowhere, tears filling the void as
Yearning to catch my fall, understanding the need;
from myself oh Lord, I scream out in pain.
This perfect dream of
dreams we meld as one, together.
Trapped deep inside myself, never
able to be free
Without you, all is worth nothing;
and might setting the stage,
am I worthy of your grace?
became, you were here age after age.
To dream of you, I can only
what lay in store for me, only you know;
I cry out for freedom, "Save me from this darkness Lord!"
Trapped facing certain
demise, mirroring all who came before,
Reflections of old guiding the
way, blinded by sin,
Engrained throughout this empty shell deep to
As I dream this dream of dreams,
I see far away your
silhouette of light, I run faster to you,
tripping over my demeanor,
I fall again.
I look for you, but further away you move it seems,
I knew I must crawl like a child with innocent hope.
As I dream
this perfect dream, you reached down from heaven,
gently lifting me
to my feet, then I heard your voice.
My answer would ever suffice,
yet you lift me up as I crawled like a child, giving me
I listened to those powerful words with glee,
because however sinful I may be,
You were always there for me,
I know, I understand-finally
this was never a dream at all,