Peace be with you.
Witt
Witt's Dream
While I thought this silence deafening
It became apparent there was a purpose
For all this desperate suffering
Rising in a distant glowing
And I drove on hoping there was more
To life than brokenness.
Through the doors of time I wondered
While a gentle breeze came calling
And I knew there was a presence within
Beckoning a response unspoken
I could not tell from which direction
Like an echo it resonates endlessly.
Then, like a ground swell it reached the surface
A stream of consciousness unfolded
And there emerged a dream not my own
Yet in my heart there was a knowing
It was meant for me
Like a message from a bottle floating on my soul.
Memories and pure emotion
Keep me huddled in pure desperation
And I see an aimless journey unfolding
On a bed of nails its only purpose is hurting
Unless I change the course of sorrow
Deciding I have had enough.
God knows why for all this path
Heaven's highway is paved with good intention
And hell is our own invention
Unless we sound a battle cry
To change this misdirection
Victory comes through his resurrection.
Believe in dreams my son
Do not let hardship hinder
Or break your heart of pure invention
Lest you lose sight of morning's promise
Becoming like a lost generation
Your father knows the way to revelation.
Amen
- D.A. Wittler 15'