Dreams

Dreams

Dreams are God’s little gifts to us

Sent through gentle angles to give us a tiny thrush

Into our destiny oh so very great

That all are simple ideas about our fate

When looked back a pond

Make us look like a child waving a fake wand

The Dreams that God gives to you

Enable you to make it thorough

The most painful times in your life

Like the hurting, pain and strife

Thus awaking with curious and daring hearts

We open are eyes and began to tear the wrapping part

That conceals the beautiful ‘present’ given by God today

An amazing piece of the puzzle that will in some way

Many Generations later play a huge part

In the Destiny that is instilled in each of our own very hearts.

 

written by Easyrivers