Strange Dreams Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

Strange Dreams

These strange dreams that come to me in sleep
Intent to disturb tranquillity and rest,
Are they come as one's own lessoners to teach
Or lower forces sent the soul to test.

Weird associations in my life,
Unknown to outward self and most unseen
And yet they are not foreign to my thought.
From these nightly visions can I glean

Some knowledge of the subtle worlds behind
The disconnected images that pass
As occult threads that linger and return
Or fleeting images in a dust-stained glass?

Late will I know when my soul shall stand
Transfigured, invincible in that new land.