A dream in a dream

Thought streams formed and built up the dream; I was both subject and the theme. I believe things aren’t as they seem; I nearly burst out in a scream. I drifted into a deep stream, Forming the heart of the first dream. I shone bright like a guiding star, While others trailed behind, afar. I slept in sleep, defied time’s flow, Dream within dream, a dreaded woe. There, life took on a vibrant turn, Showered with gifts I could not spurn. Success drew close, wealth in my reach, I needed peace without a breach. But hell fire consumed me whole, And I prayed heaven as my goal. I woke up drenched, my heart raced fast, Salvation possible at last. Tears welled up, trepidation swayed, Fear and dread ceased to invade. An echo called, so sharp, so near, A voice breaking through calms from fear. Mother’s touch brought me from that pool— Water splashed; her morn’s cruel tool. Hell was a dream within that dream, A chance to be part of God's team. Grateful, I have another chance ~ With God in a new circumstance.