I was dreaming
Yes, this is true
In places I cannot explain
No idea of where or who
Frustrated, I call out in the night
And wake myself supine
Trying to recapture
These crazy dreams of mine
DREAMS… a poem
I was dreaming
Yes, this is true
In places I cannot explain
No idea of where or who
Frustrated, I call out in the night
And wake myself supine
Trying to recapture
These crazy dreams of mine
LOL, I think we all can relate. Even Nebuchadnezzar!
Just this morning I was reading the first few chapters of Daniel, where Nebuchadnezzar had had a dream and apparently couldn’t remember it, because he demanded his advisors tell him the dream BEFORE interpreting it for him. He threatened them with death if they couldn’t. Fortunately, God told Daniel what the dream was, and he told the king, saving his own life and the lives of the other officials … who later tried to get Daniel killed. (That’s gratitude for ya.)
When I give my mind to God each day, I ask Him to help me remember what I should remember (including dreams) and forget what is best forgotten. Then if I don’t remember my dreams, I don’t worry about it. 😉
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It’s a great Daniel story! I remember a lot of my dreams, but some, not so much! Both my wife and I will wake up sometimes and say, “I’m worn out from a bunch of crazy dreams!” It happens and life goes on.
Thanks for popping by!!!
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Also, having reread your Being Transparent post it occurred to me… Why do you think they are called “panes?” ;-)))
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Oh, I’ve got MY reasons. 😉
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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;-)))
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Dreams flee so easily – I think there have been many I would have liked to remember!
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Yeah, it’s always disappointing to wake up from a good dream and not be able to pick back up on it. ;-)))
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Lovely poem, Kevin. Happy dreaming. Take care.
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Hi Diana! I hope you are well and healthy and safe… This work at home routine has messed up my writing. How weird is that? Usually, if a poem hits me I just stop what I’m doing and write. Now, having all this freedom, it isn’t the same. Like I said… Weird! ;-)))
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Yup. I can relate to the lack of writing focus. It’s weird, isn’t it? Take care and this will hopefully start winding down soon. 🙂
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;-)))
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