Bryan Austin aka Austin Bryant: Music/Video/Poetry
THE DREAM OF ALL DREAMS
(P.J. SMOTHERS)
At the age of eleven I had a dream I didn't fully understand
The revelation came ten years later after I became a man
The dream incubated all of those years when lighting struck my mind
Zapping me with an awareness that had been stored all of that time
In the dream I was told that Almighty Jesus was going to appear
In the neighborhood where I lived and it was made very clear
All the kids that had been good would see Him face to face
But the ones that had been bad would suffer a disgrace
I was outside playing, the direction I was facing was west
In the evening of the day, I thought I had been at my best
I felt His presence as He approached from a distance out of the east
The wind blew strong, I was alone, I froze to say the least
I saw what looked like the sun approaching me from behind
Still facing the opposite direction, eyes closed, to keep from going blind
The powerful light was shinning all around me, I saw thru my eye lids
I closed my eyes tighter and tighter, but the light could not be hid
Then the presence of Almighty Jesus was right by my side
He was moving slowing step by step, I wanted to feel Him abide
I wanted most of all to see Him, of course that was impossible
Caught inside of His Beautiful Light, I could only see the glow
Jesus continue on pass me, His forward motion in the same direction
The Powerful Light began to dim, I realized I was that close to Perfection
He was now gone and I was finally able to open my eyes
Thinking I was too bad to see Him, it was years later before I realized
I told my mother the next day about what I had dreamed
She wasn't able to explain to me what it could really mean
Years later listening to The World Tomorrow Program hosted by Garner Ted
I jumped out of my seat after hearing something he had just said
No one can see God, the scriptures are written in the bible verse
It would be like looking at the sun, I would had been the first
Then I knew it wasn't because as a kid I had been bad
Jesus assured me so I could tell others about the dream I had
I was chosen to have that dream by our Heavenly Father above
Why was I treated so special and given that kind of love
The answer is about to come to pass as I write this poem today
Read Exodus 33:20, are you going to get real, or do you want to play
P J Smothers ALL RIGHTS RESERVED