A Poem for Tuesday

I dreamed a dream
That I was queen
And the universe knew of my beauty

But then I awoke
and like some cruel joke
all I could see was but work and duty.

Day after day
All night I would pray
I tried to return to my palace

If ever I did
My memories were hid
Like drinking from Lethe’s chalice

Inside I could feel
What I lived wasn’t real
I knew there was something more

Resolved to find out
What this mystery was about
I quietly knocked on God’s door.

At first I didn’t care
If he was really there
I wasn’t very persistent

Besides why should he
Even want to let me
In cuz’ he’s pretty omniscient

My dreams, they all faded
My life lived still jaded
More and more I wanted my throne

Through the hurt and the pain
Through trials and rain
I remembered that Heaven was home

So once more I knocked
The door was unlocked
No longer was I alone

I entered in awe
As I looked up and saw
God polishing up my throne

In my anger and greed
My lust and bad deeds
I’d given up what he gave me

when unto Him I surrendered
I was allowed to remember
And be the queen He first made me to be.