A Dream of Love
All was dark when He stepped out
To make a dream come true,
A vivid picture in His mind
Of all that He would do.
Anticipation coursed along
With every step He took,
Knowing where, when, and how
Everything would look.
No big event of power raw
No bang and flash of light,
No chaos flinging here and there
No random chance in sight.
With just a single spoken word
His every thought and whim,
Became reality infused
By every part of Him.
His dream was not to make a thing
To look at and enjoy,
A giant, shiny bauble
Or some fancy little toy.
All that happened on that day,
Everything thought of,
Happened when Almighty God
Dreamed a dream of Love.
Copyright © David Edgin | Year Posted 2009
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