The sea of dreams
Take heart, o dreamer! (still deep in your
slumber).
The Awakened One is beside your bed, whispering
in a language you have long forgotten, entering
your dreams to sow the seeds of clarity.
He’ll abandon, at times, His gentleness –
rudely slap your face or rump just to wake you up;
shake you roughly; strip you of your
coverings;
draw aside the curtain, open a window
upon the cold, uproarious world –
all the while patiently calling your name,
the one He gave you ages ago, before
He set you adrift on the vast sea of dreams.
O child of God, your Father would never leave you
to an existence of aimless diaphaneity.
(painting by Joe DiSabatino)
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