Hey, Jesus, are you there? Do you know my name?

 This poem is about a dream I dreamt the year 1993

Hey, Jesus, are you there? Do you know my name?

I once meet your father in a dream

I liked to talk to him about what I had seen

I need to clear the air and talk about my dream

For me, it was a miracle what I had seen

I know your father has my memory locked up there.

I need his key to open up my mind.

I need to ask him if it was just a dream.

Did your father show me the light for my own guide?

I need to know what my dream means

Was it real or just a dream

I remember everything from that night

I was twenty-one and loved to sleep.

At that time, I did not feel so good.

I was dreaming of crazy beautiful things.

I could travel in my dreams.

In my dreams, I traveled with my mind

I flew over the world in my dreams many times

But that night, I saw the light

I was Up on a mountain with a view

In front of me was a city with many lights.

On the mountain was a white ring drawn in the sand

A big white cross so high it was almost all the way up in the sky

I stood in the circle when the sky opened up

A bright light came down.

I felt it when two angels lifted me up

That feeling gave me peace and felt so right

I heard your God voice so clear

God said to my

It's not your time

I listened to his voice in my mind

I woke up, and my life was never the same

I need to speak to the lord one more time

I need to clear up some things.

I need his guide again.

Would you please tell him?

I need his advice once again.

Author : Rósa Björk Kristjánsdóttir