Difficult Dreams
They come
at night
when stars in the heavens
are beaming down on us
Difficult dreams
Images of and confusion
They fade when morning
comes
The powers within
can heal you and change you
Yet they still are an
unknown quantity
despite the knowledge
we have gained
I believe that butterflies filled with love
will leap foward in due time
Dark visions from the
land of shadows
will later be annointed with
the sweet aromas
of a garden
the nightmares
can become joys
if we believe they will
Sweet morning always comes
again
Remember that when fear
seems to reign supreme
and hope seems like a
fading wisp of smoke
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