And a Final Dream to consider...

And thoughts about dream weaving...

The Ultimate Dream-weaver

Now is the time
to live
in the perfection
that you dream.

In the mind
we hear
the chatter of the day,
the noise of life,
the past, present, and future
of the limited journeys
we have chained ourselves to.

We chain ourselves
to our stories.

In silence,
(empty of all of
our own
emotions, joys, fears, visions,
expectations,
triumphs, and disappointments…)

In silence
we hear
the dreams and realities
of God.

Now is the time
to live
in the perfection
that you dream.

In God’s dreams,
you are already perfect.

BKBushman 10/17/2006

Another Dream... Not so Morbid!

For other dreamer's who may understand:

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream…

I place my jammies on my bod,
and kneel for evening prayer,
then quickly jump into my bed
to meet the sandman there.

I snuggle quickly in the sheets
the pillow gets a fluff,
and soon I drift in silent mode
to deal with vision stuff.

T’is there I meet with dog and cat
who chase me down the street,
but nowhere do I go with speed,
for something drags my feet.

Now quickly doth the vision change
at church, at speaking, I
now find myself delivering speech
in jockey shorts and tie.

Yet no one finds this strange or weird
and quickly am I now
in wonderment at how I came
to be in love with cow.

Then at alert, with open eyes
I thought that I had fell,
from off a cliff, or off the bed
My heart beats fast as well.

Yet snoring comes so quick again
and flying off I go
to rescue dear fair maiden sweet
whose face is white as snow…

Her ruby lips I softly kiss
and whisper sweet her name,
then wide awake I come with hurt,
My wife’s not named the same…

With aches and groans I fall asleep,
to horrors yet to be,
I light my self a cigarette
not one, nor two, but three

Now visions speed and visions twist
where nothing quite remains…
the imps who write my nightly scores
are playing with my brains.

Hark, now some lovely beauty comes
to dance a tease… I sigh…
yet when her dance is finished,
she is just another guy.

Then monster comes into my view
with drooling in it’s jaw,
Yet fear is nil, I see that he
is just my mom in law.

I only hope to wake real soon
I pinch myself with pain,
and glory be, I find that I
am late for work again.

(I can’t wait until tomorrow night…)

BKBushman 3-9-2006