I feel as tho in a separate dimension;
looking upon another, within;
seeing peoples, split in dissension;
constant conflicts; to Love’s chagrin.
Some dream about getting their way;
seeking only personal gain;
hate only leads to death and decay;
leaving ashes and ruins to remain.
The Master taught to think always of others;
only through Love is there hope of gain;
all of our neighbors are sisters and brothers;
and arrogance and pride earns disdain.
Our dreams are about our fondest thought;
how we wish reality could be;
sometimes we forget all God taught;
and I only think about me.
Most only dream of heaven on earth;
but that’s never meant to be;
perfection comes only after rebirth;
beyond all the future we see.
This world is the child of another;
we were never meant to stay;
when ready; we will discover;
our dreams will show us the way;
For the Master has planned for perfection;
He has built us a place, above;
until then, He gives his protection;
and our dreams are birthed by Love.