On Awaking From A Nightmare
by Jonathan Kraft
written 16. August, 2009 12:15 AM
Awake.
Awake with visions
Visions of terror, and anger, and hate,
and hate and sadness and frear.
Where does this come from?
How do I release it?
It may be part of the programming I’ve received
But it’s a fraction of a fraction.
So why is it so dominant right now?
And how do I overwrite it?
These visions are not mine.
They are not my life.
I am a child of love
A creation of all that is good
And I am goodness.
The minuteness of my life
displays marvels I comprehend
and embrace
Because of and through all I’ve been given
I give back, and inspire through my giving.
I am an embodiment of the Creator
A child of the Universe
And I am safe.