I Am

Inside a dream once God did have Dark nightmares in that celestial place I, merely a fantasy… A musing for His Grace. Did he lay his head down on a cloud As angels round him sang A sweet, cherubic lullaby In harmonic grace? To toss and turn as visions burned Inside the mind of God. A heart to race, tears on his face At the innocence unlearned. To dream of sins, the lust of men Of broken hearts, again and again The war. The hate. The poverty. The crimes of all humanity. The antics of a worn out soul Who had no other place to go? Oh, Eden… so, so far away… Delusion. Confusion. Dreams of decay. Inside a dream the Lord once had I was a fool, I was so sad. Still, he loved the least of me… I Am I exist because he dreamed.