The Dream

Last night, I had the most wonderful dream,
There was a river of life, flowing in a stream.
And I looked upon, streets of pure gold,
I saw The Promised Land, that had been foretold.
Diamonds, Rubies, Sapphire, Precious Stones, were everywhere,
All types of trees, and none of them were bare.
Never had I seen, such beauty before,
A place full of love, who could ask for more?
As I walked around, peace, and love, filled my heart,
I knew I was in heaven, and I wanted a part!
And then, a Voice said Unto Me,
Behold all the beauty, yet there is more to see.
I turned around to see, from where this voice had came,
The most wonderful thing I saw, I will never be the same.
There stood a man, dressed in white, with a book in his hand,
He said, if your name is written within, you shall inherit this land.
As He opened the book, I saw a crown of thorns, upon his head,
Then, my eyes shifted, to His feet, where they were led.
When I saw the scars, to my face, I did fall,
As he read from the book, my name, he did not call.
How my heart was broken, it was torn from within,
Then, he said unto me, I forgive you for your sin.
While there is time left, prepare ye your way,
For the time is near, of the Great Judgement day!
When I awoke, I was laying face down, on the floor,
What an awesome dream, I had entered Heaven’s Door!
My sins had been forgiven, by his blood, yes washed away,
While there is time My Friend, prepare ye your way.
For when we die, it will then be to late,
And by our lives, we seal, our very own fate!

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@jessica_porter, your enlightened poem serves a purpose other than be just poetic. This is a respite from the dark poems and heart-rending wails of the lovesick. A worthy reading.


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