You are the Master of the dream –
And what a foolish one at that!
You have but dreamed of world of hate,
Where souls are trapped and lost,
And then you threw away the key,
Not knowing what it cost.
And yet, to wake up – it’s your choice,
If you see dream for what it is,
If you but listen to your True Voice,
You’ll surely find the peace.
You send your messengers around the dream,
And they come back, reporting you about the dream you’re in.
The messengers of hate bring back
Just what you asked of them – attack:
“Master, that one has sinned,
This one is guilty.
You sent us with your hate,
And we returned with their flesh and blood.
So do not wait
And bring them death!
Show them who is your true god!”
The messengers of Love come back in joy,
Not knowing fear, nor hate, nor anger:
“Master, how beautiful your Brother is,
Forever innocent and pure,
Shining with light of perfect peace,
And sharing Love which offers instant cure.
We brought your Love to him and now returned,
Bringing you Love of which we learned”.
You are the Master of the dream,
Be careful that light in you shall never dim.
What messengers you send out with your will –
Come back, and bring you Love – or kill.
And as the Master of the dream,
You’ll see a dream of peace or sin.