Psalm of The Beautiful Dream.

I am being quiet because there is a voice that I need to hear, it is my own.
I am choosing simplicity because I can.
I remind myself to claim each day with intention.
I am choosing calm over chaos.
I am believing for restoration.
Knowing and having felt a need so great that I have no words for it,
I will find the strength to be giving toward other human beings.
Are we beautiful people?
I closed my eyes, once upon a time, and I had the most beautiful dream.
I woke crying and wondering why was I shown so great a dream as to make the world seem a shadow of itself,
so great as to make me long for sleep.
I lived another life in that dream.
I woke and remembered the fairy tale of my waking life,
how good it was, and knowing then again what could be,
and sought the hand of my beloved to steady me in my trembling at a world changed and unrecognizable to me in those first moments,
and the words to ease the ache,
and the strength that would give me strength.
I dreamed the most beautiful dream.
Are we beautiful people?
I wanted to be.
I want to be.
I am being quiet because there is a voice that I need to hear,
it is my own.

2/18/13

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