Dream Quest

Young like the Spring grass, smelling Beautiful – so fresh and alive, Trembling dandelions dancing in the light Sunny whims caressing the thoughts, Remembering the joy and kindness She brought when she gentled the dreams, With laughing honesty, sincerity Wishing on the stars – reaching toward The moon who glows, radiating Destiny in harmony with stirrings of grace, Memories bleeding through spirit’s quest For the light who erases shadows Doubts who plague the faith, the rising Intimacy between the dream and the reality, The reassurance, the belief – in the aspiration, Friendly like the handsome wind, blowing Delicate whisps of dandelion’s seeds, Planting the feelings so deep – listening Throughout the edges of history Shouting in silent reveries, her light Breathed in the glorious truth, poured Out the lasting grace, the assurance that this – Her last promise, would never fade Into the lefthanded feelings, the past’s Secret possession, hallucination or veracity, She beckoned me to believe – to believe Just two weeks before she would leave this earth Seeking another place, another face – Jesus, where her heart could become wise Like she’d never been, wiser than wisdom’s dewy Murmuring – she blessed me when she smiled And only for a little while did I feel the heartbeat Alive, like the stirring of grace, the fading of faith – Where did she go when she departed my hope for her? Where did she go when she couldn’t breath on earth anymore? She left me with questions, so many questions Hard questions who held secrets I would never know, Secrets about giving and living, the feelings Measured by the soul who needs to listen, to hear In the dream, she was already dying – still she smiled Touching my heart with her whispering, so sensitive She knew my desire for her – the wanting, imploring Her to live, to give back death’s summons, ignore The weight of that request that called her home. Would she go to heaven – even though she was afflicted By the alcohol. Was she the victim of 90 proof or would she Call to me from the depths of darkness, the hell that I prayed she would never see, the place where eternity Was never free… Would she let me know – would she show Me she’d passed into eternity with joy, meeting the love Who had shown up to take her by the hand as she escaped The devil’s plan…. In the dream, where she faded from life into the everlasting, There was assurance melting away my fears, my tears – Comforting, calming, cheering me so that the dark dread Turned from the solid doubt to the liquid of probable – she Knew the questions I held in my heart and she answered With the music of promise… I’m alright, she sighed and she Smiled her bliss, her blessing, her beautiful into my hopes For her… alright, alright, alright… Alright means satisfied, ok, good. She was in heaven, I decided As the beautiful of her smile silenced my worries, reminding Me that she was not gone forever. She was there where I might See her when I, too, faced the death of the body to enter into The place where my soul would know Him intimately, Know Him as the miracle of forever, eternally… She told me she was alright because I was anxious About her plight… She told me she was alright in a dream that never faded From my memory, where she still reminds me That she is Ok. She is good. She is alive in another place, A place of light and hope and wonder. A place That only God could have shown her!