Dreams Poem by Jeanette Telusma

At the wee hours of the night
While in deep slumber,
The mind, heart, and emotion meets.
They meet to construct a...
Dream...
One that would elevate the dreamer.
Their partnership is ideal,
For they know what's needed.
Dreams...
They know exactly what would cause
all walls of defense to fall.
Most times dreams come to bring answers.
Sometimes they bring hope to defeat despair.
Dreams...
Wake up dormant aspirations.
They know the dreamer better
Than the dreamer knows him or herself.
It's amazing how one dream could be
All it takes for great determination
To reveal itself.
Dreams...
Come as a tool to help move the unmovable
Or one reluctant to move.
Dreams...
Could come from any filter
So moving with some discretion is imperative.
Praying about it and feeling God's peace
Is permission to move forward.
Determining its purpose is vital.
Knowing and understanding its impact
Comes with analyzing the whole picture.
Dreams...
Are the blueprint of what
Must be worked on and become a reality.
Dreams are one of many ways God speaks to us.