Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

He dreamed wheels within wheels and wind and fire, the earth four-cornered standing by with lion-eyes of flame, eagle for air; with solid ox-trod ground and man that swam in cool of water’s seeming. Wings of lightning shone; beneath, the earth like bronze; he dreamed its jeweled colors, eyes all-seeing, spirit-born, and from the dome of heaven heard the Lord. He dreamed of God on sapphire throne with earth-toned amber robe. Flames flowed around, and water’s gleaming rainbow made a crown. And he fell down. He dreamed, there, more than eyes can see and more than words can tell: Ezekiel

I dreamed the world as fire, the sun so hot it burns my eyes to blindness; then I woke. I dreamed the world as water, torn by waves; I’ll find no silence; then I woke. I dreamed the wind as ashes blown, its breath the empty taste of bones and death; I dreamed the barren graveyard rock where time has trod; I wept and woke. I dreamed the smell of sulfur and despair, dreamed sorrow there. But in the end I dreamed salvation’s promise, freely giving, freely given And if we freely might forgive I’ll dream this earth be heaven.