If God Could Dream

You are as perfect as God ever dreamed,

Or could have dreamed,
If only He could be in my eyes,
And see you as I see you now.

Even though you are gone
You are with me always,
In my heart and in that secret place
Where no one ever goes
Or has ever gone.

Yet we will go there together again,
And be as one --
   True Love
That was meant to be,
Since the beginning of time 
   And eternity.

We can only exist in each other's arms,
Even though those arms are too far apart
To even mean a thing to those who wait,
For waiting is the dullest roar
Of any lion who ever lived.

And yet I wait for you,
And I will wait forever,
For never again will I see such perfection,
And in that perfection is my dream,
And in that dream is you.

Poem for the End of the Year

You are welcome to come,
Deliverer of my soul,

For I have been waiting,
(And for all time)
As if it were yesterday --
You have come
Because you were always in my soul.

And I knew I would know you,
And forever appease you and please you,
And then I would see you --
Forever, in your eyes --
And all would be well
And worthwhile.

For now is the moment,
As always,
When eternity shines through our minds,
And we see what everything means, and is --
And what we have been waiting for,
All of these years,
As if it were yesterday.

It is that moment,
When all time stands still,
When all time explodes into the nothing,
Which it is,
When we see the truth
And for the first time,
Look upon the face of God.

And he said "It is good."
So it is now,
And forever shall be.

For that is the cross we bear,
And the truth we know,
And the love in our hearts,
Which ultimately 
And finally,
And even in the beginning
Is all we know,
Or care about.

Miracles

What is a Miracle?

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Is a Miracle . . . .

. . . our planet which is spherical?

. . . a prophesy that's biblical?

. . . science which is empirical?

. . . a singer who is lyrical?

. . . a writer who's satirical?

. . . a reader who is critical?

No --

A Miracle's a correction

Of mankind's misperception.

As we go about our earthly business

It tells us of our own forgiveness.

By enlightening our mind

It takes us beyond time.

It keeps us in a Holy place

And gives us all the gift of Grace.

This world does not know Its way

Because Its laws we don't obey.

It finally makes us see the truth

Whether we're old or in our youth.

We know we won't be crucified

'Cause forgiveness now is justified.

It takes the very worst of life

And removes the very curse of life.

It takes us to the altar of Creation

Where we fulfill our sacred obligation.

It gives us all the very best

And reminds us we are very blessed

Because we have withstood the test

By making Heaven manifest.

Our sight has been corrected

And false dreams have been rejected.

A Miracle makes us finally see

What we can finally be:

Souls with immortality.

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Poetry Is, by Charles Wright, Poet Laureate of the United States.

“Poetry is the dark side of the moon. 

It’s up there, and you can see the front of it. But what it is isn’t what you’re looking at. 

It’s behind what you’re looking at.”

ACIM Daily Poem For Lesson #365, December 31st, 2014

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This holy instant would I give to You. Be You in charge. For I would follow You, Certain that Your direction gives me peace

Our human hearts all need to mend,
And today's the beginning, not the end --
Our Creator is our one true friend,
And to His Home we'll soon ascend.

He's with us always -- we're never alone --
He made us from Love, and calls us His Own --
Each day that we live leads us closer to Home.

Still it's never in vain
To call out His Name,
For He'll never change --
His Light's still the same  --
It's His Sacred Flame,
And the reason we came.

From "Songs for Miracles -- ACIM Daily Poems"

© Leo Vidal, 2014, All Rights Reserved