PIERCING THE SUBSTANCE

The dream came and revealed
your supremacy.
How could my breadth have been so small
as to question your sovereign nature?

To wonder at medicinal necessities
that take me into frightful realms, wake me
in a pool of sweaty fear and make me doubtful
of your ability to rearrange my visions.

But you revealed yourself by piercing
the dark substance I had come to expect.
You lifted me into flight
and poured your presence over me.

You disclosed yourself in the body
of a small dark man who touched me gently
and sent radiance through my core.
You were the pilot of an airborne machine.

You lifted your passengers high above the earth.
Those who knew you and those who did not.
You told us that we could be glorified through your character.
My son walked from the back of the plane
and embraced your counsel.