It seems the night was long and hard, my mind was tired and worn,

but as I drifted off to sleep, I hardly felt alarm.

Then as the dreams crept softly ore, my thoughts so pure and sweet,

I felt that same old fear come sweeping in, or like a silent foe would creep.

 ~

At first my dream was of a ledge, that seemed quite non alluring,

But then, as if against my will, I felt my heart a stirring.

My feet were wandering close beside the peril just ahead,

Almost as if they did not know

We all could soon be dead.

~

The slip beyond was just a start to the endless pit below,

And I felt my body falling, even as I tried to slow.

The pull of nature’s gravity  had me in its grip,

And then my heart reminded me

That He would not let me slip.

 ~

It was just then that I saw His hands,

Cupped gently far below,

And as I floated on the breeze, I thought that I should know.

Even in a dream like this, He would keep me by and by.

And if should I slip beyond His reach,

He would teach me then to fly.

~

I woke up softly from my dream,

 And smiled a gentle smile,

It didn’t matter much at all,

For He was with me all the while.

 ~

By Lynette Chambers