It came in a dream

the answers I sought,

the solace I asked for

descended from the quiet celestial realm.

I saw the sleeping form with the book of knowledge

lying open on her heart.

I saw the worn cover of the ancient book

and knew--

in that quiet way of knowing

that arrives at dawn--

all is written,

and the story is beautiful.

Abide in this,

release your fears,

the scribe reminded me--

all is perfectly unfolding,

relax into the rhythm

of the play of life,

applaud each moment,

and let the show go on.