22 August 2013

I woke up and wrote what I had just dreamt

I fell in love last night
With someone I never met
Everything about them made sense
I felt safe and warm and loved
To be in their arms and know it was right
at last, But then I woke up
And I wished Thoreau was right
We are most alive when we are in dreams awake
Perhaps God was letting me know what to look for
If I should find and meet and embrace with whom
I fell in love last night
With someone I never met
And will probably never meet
Unless God was foreshadowing my future