dream

tell me your dreams.
i dream of being a leader in the revolution toward redemption,
of being a mere looking glass into the heart of God
i dream.
i dream of reaching down into never ending bowels of my soul coming away humbled and grateful

i dream big dreams of life beyond the status quo, bucking the system till it begs for mercy, living a life outside the realm of the american dream, of the average dream, i dream of jesus standing before me proclaiming love and peace so large and mysterious that mind melts inside my head and my heart turns to vaporific euphoria. the dreams are endlessly coming down the pipe, the dreams, the thoughts, each moment filled with something new, something mysterious, i struggle to keep my feet on planet earth, i struggle to focus on the here and now to be present, my eyes are on the horizon - the adventure ahead, i burn with an intensity that drives my mind in circles and my body into submission and i love it. my soul resonates with big dreams, with inspiration, with love, with being in relation with people, with being in relation to you the reader. i ponder the making of time, the spending of time. the ideas and thoughts are coming - watch out they're coming, what will be done with them? if i'm the imagination where is the reality? is dreaming enough? what about the implementation, the practicality, the applicability -
i dream of riding the wave of the spirit and collaborating with our King.
i dream - but so what/...