Through him we received grace.
And our mission to preach the obedience of faith.
We may not leave much trace.
We may be only a passing wraith.

I dreamt I was missing a meeting.
But it was all in my mind.
Such worries should be so fleeting.
We should learn to unwind.

The mind is our despot, shutting out light.
Refusing to leave us alone.
We should be a witness and get some respite.
Allowing us peace to rest and atone.

That meeting was merely a chimera.
Caught only in the mind’s camera.

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Our dreams are not true
They’re just a trick of our mind
Coming and going

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See Romans1 : 1-7