Dreams are coming true
When I dreamed 20 years ago
I dreamed of an Angel who came to my home
I was angry with my dad cause he was no longer here
echoes of lost stories torn pages at last
I am meeting my own friends
they are always around me.
in visions of quiet nights beneath the stars
I saw clear nights
Explosions a tear in the sky
I saw a man on a cross dying
felt his pain felt his suffering
The world grew up moved on without me
I saw dreams of paradise no church's or temples
a world where love was in our every breathe we took
no death no end to amazing grace
all beings turned to the will of agape love
Eternal salvation never sleeps never rests and seeks our hearts not our actions or deeds
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