What would happen if Old Scratch and his wicked sisters invaded your dreams?
Old Scratch hatched a delicious plan,
He and his wicked sisters:
Invade the dreams of the Saints,
And remind them of sins long forgotten.
But they awoke only with the memories
Of a dove descending in blinding light.
They woke soaking wet,
And the only remembrance of their dreams?
Standing waist-deep in the Jordon;
And the only thought which invaded their souls?
© by DB Lindsey, 2 February 2016
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