The Reason

A sound wakes me 
In the dead of night
My eyes quickly 
try to focus into sight
Was it real or was it
Part of my dream?
How come it was
So real that I almost
Screamed ?
A lucid dreamer
I've always been since
I can remember
way back when
Sleep is all you want
when you lay to rest
But your mind keeps 
putting you to the test
Eyes still half blurred
You start to think
Why did I wake?
There is a reason I 
Feel it deep in my bones
But There is no movement
In my home
I lay back down in bed
Music on, my bible
at my hand 
I open it up to see what
GOD is telling me.
It opens to Nehemiah
8:10
"For the Joy of the Lord
Is your Strength.
Now I realize he just
Wanted to remind me
Of what he meant
Tammy Arrowood 1/26/2017??
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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