I was wandering around the town,
looking for you.
You were always close by but never near,
just around the corner, always beyond my reach.
I have had this dream many times.
I hate this dream.
But I have just woken from another dream,
A new one.
There you were,
sitting in the middle of this great white room.
I sat against the wall, at a computer.
You were asking me questions, seeking out my thoughts.
I kept trying to email you my answers.
I couldn't get the email to work though,
and your face seeking mine was so sincere;
It was clear you wanted me,
and I could not resist you.
And so I came to you, in the middle of that room,
and I knelt down in front of you.
I laid my face down on the ground, unable to look,
but I laid my hand securely on your neck.
Suddenly we were surrounded by all of our friends,
And together we were worshiping deep,
Praising and seeking the Lord.
Your hands were lifted in the air,
as I curled further into a ball in front of you.
But slowly and gently, you placed your hand under mine,
lifting it from your neck to the Lord,
and then you found my other hand and lifted it the same.
There we sat, not caring who could see,
Your hands lifted up, holding helping mine,
Our faces raised in beautiful sincere desire,
For the One who knows our name.
I woke up thinking
'No! Please don't let it end.'
And I woke up hearing
'Seek the Lord while he is near,
Call on him while he may be found.'
In this new dream I found you,
the you I've always known was there.
And I just wonder if in it you can find me too?
Please seek me out; I'm here.
[redeem, verb: to free from what distresses or harms; to release from blame or debt; to regain possession or recover ownership;
to convert, restore, atone; to save]
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