Awakening

By Randy Ai

(February 3, 2013)

In my dreams I will awake

Awake three times before I die

And awake once more before the rise

Of the bread of Jesus Christ

In my dreams I travel far

From the beaches of my youth

Into worlds not heard by time

Or the sunsets passing by

Flying above the chimney tops

Over mountains, trees, and frozen thoughts

Through glass walls of sharp debris

That shatter and cut into me

Although I fell three times before

A wingless bird will fall once more

Into hell and deeper still

Into caverns borne by ill

But as I die I will awake

My dreams will blur the real from fake

And in the comfort of my bed

I will not know if I am dead