Whose Dream is This?

I won’t hear of worldunrest today,

Even though I know thatit exists.

Can’t let anger penetrate

The wall that I havebuilt,

Nothing to disturb thisrestful bliss.

 

I’ll be turning off theevening news before it starts.

Nothing there but tormentand unrest.

Nothing of the goodness

And the healing that Icrave,

Puts my patient nurturingto test.

 

Don’t think for a momentI am callous,

Hardened and unfeeling tothe plight.

Quite contrary. I havehope for all humanity.

I just don’t want tothink of it

Or dwell on it tonight.

 

Give me just one momentof good graces.

Give me peace to close ahectic day.

Let serenity flood everycorner of my mind.

Really,

Whose dream is thisanyway?