Vapors rise to form clouds and dreams.
Most take flight to drift on a pleasant breeze,
Then dissipate unremembered.
The few give of themselves to the nurturing of green hills;
Causing flowers to bloom in bursting color!
While others grow, gather, rumble, and flash!
Turning day to night under fear’s shadow;
Destructive damaging force!
Genesis in primordial mist of human imagination…
The world we created first in our dreams,
Then swept away in the flood of our iniquity!
I surrender these misty dreams of mine to Holy Spirit sway!
I prepare for that Day when a world created from toxic fumes
Is burned and only Holiness remains.