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Wet Dreams
by A. Paige White
Does God have a dream?
Does He dream?
Does He dream of creating beings like Him
Beings that would get to know Him
Want to know Him
Want to spend time with Him
Want to learn His plans
That while they are born into time
There is a time that was before time
And a time coming where there is no time again
Would He want us to know we're just travellers now
A time where we are birthed into time
Travelling between birth and death
to learn what it will be when we are joined
with Him and time will have no meaning
Lucifer took a truth
and twisted it
he made a truth a lie
because he was not satisfied with what he was created for
he wanted more than what he had the capacity for
he knew we are created in God's image
and just like a zygote is bathed in amniotic fluid
The first baptism in actuality
and bears little resemblance to the form it will
in time
be
So are we
born into a new kingdom of a time without time
what we are now is a seed
bearing little resemblance of what we
will be
Death is but the shedding, the birth
of the new
into the new life.
Lucifer was jealous
he took a truth and made it a lie
he wanted us all to die
like him, with no promise of a glorious future
if he could shape us into his image
for he is destined for a lake of fire
he dared to covet what was God's
God is now teaching us patience
That is why the trees were in the garden
knowledge of good and evil
and a tree of life
Would we trust and wait
though our jealous enemy would speak lies
he stole the shape of a snake
and hissed his venom
and we fell for it
yes, we fell
but now we know better
we know the truth
we are not destined for final death
as is he
but finally LIFE
Anew
It's not called the good news of the gospel for nothing
God didn't play around with creating dinosaurs for nothing
will you not saddle one and ride
Sometime, after a time of time?
Eye has not seen, ear has not heard,
the GOOD things He has planned for those
that love Him...
will you not bow to Him
throwing away all pride
and worship
and stand up to stand up to the liar
the father of all lies?
02/25/2007
Author's Note:
Meditation for my day: Acts 19
;-P s My soul purpose in this is to stir curiousity in what God's word says. See for yourself. Please don't take my word for it. I'm fallible and how well do I know it!
Posted on 02/25/2007
Copyright © 2026 A. Paige White
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/25/07 at 02:48 PM Indeed there is. Interesting idea, very nicely excecuted. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 02/25/07 at 05:36 PM Sweet dreams indeed are buried in your words. You know you are dancing in an arena where some will not see the true meaning of your message so I hope you won;t get their off-slanted views.
I like it Paige... |
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