I've Dreamed Up My World

I’ve dreamed up my world full of Egyptian crystals and Italian glass- Chinese roses and Caribbean shells. Pacing under sunsets and drinking the stars. The sand for my sheets, the sky for my room. A world with no limits- mirrored in the milky way.

I’ve dreamed up my world exploding with music- melodies and tunes- words clothed with notes. Sugary songbirds singing of life. A symphony of souls: each note unfolding like pedals blossoming into innocent harmony. A world with nothing more eternal that song.

I’ve dreamed up my world glowing with colors- sunbeams accepted and bouncing- raindrops to rainbows. Colors that weep, scream truth, bring peace. A living red, a jealous yellow. A blushing pink, a poisonous green. A silent white. Everything stripped of simplicity. A world crowded with the applause of beautiful colors.

I’ve dreamed up my world glittered with memories and moments- pockets of time never to be understood by those who were absent. Places and conversations with a pulse of their own. Personal or inviting- yet words can’t describe. A world with time so sacred that each rise and fall of the chest is counted.

I’ve dreamed up my world filled with people- enemies who’ve painted their strokes and best friends who brought with them life. Real people who smile, who listen, who cry. A family with painful love deeper than the seas.

I’ve dreamed up my world surrounded by him- his hands in my hair and his breath on my soul. With words that seal and silences that promise. Eternal kisses and morning stars. A world that connects with another

I’ve dreamed up my world haunted by angels- un-hushed whispers and saving arms. Footprints in stone and fluttering hearts. Unseen heroes and constant friends. A world cluttered with wings.

I’ve dreamed up my world saved by Him- a life and death- a bridge to the sun. A hand at my face when I fall. Crushed olives and tears- fallen gold, raised cross. The tragedy to set all free. Sacrifice and freedom. A world so filled with His Grace that it will never die.

Oh how I’ve dreamed up my world!
And oh!
How I live in my world.
Alive and awake dreams do come true
Oh yes, I’ve dreamed up my world.