my dream from last night
I was asleep…
— until I opened my eyes…
— I was in an old town… a third world place…
Cobblestone streets…
— run down…
— falling apart…
There were people everywhere—
on the outside.. they seemed okay…
but once they opened their mouths…
— I saw they were falling apart too…
Nothing but rusted words…
— no faith…
— no hope…
— nothing good to say…
They didn’t believe…
Just empty speech… empty phrases…
— nothing on the inside…
Painted smiles that no one cares to look through…
So I shook it off me—
— continued on…
In the distance.. I could see huge pyramid-like structures…
They were white marble—
— steep…
— with hewn steps stretching across…
Carved for someone braver…
— layered one upon another…
— like a man-made mountain range…
Magnificent to look at…
— like the teeth of God…
— so high up…
— bruising the sky…
— such a challenge…
Something inside me cried out…
Something feral and buried…
I knew—
I must climb…
I started walking toward them…
— because I’m about to move up… 😉
The people started yelling at me—
Their voices like a flock of crows…
— black…
— circling…
You’re not good enough…
you cant…
you wont make it…
it’s impossible…
it’s too much…
you’re crazy…
you’re going to regret it…
you will die…
Yada… yada… yada…
Wrong words—
— like an avalanche…
— thundering down from the mountains…
Bursting into sparks as they hit me—
straight firing me up… setting my spirit ablaze…
My eyes locked…
I started to run — harder…
— faster…
— gaining momentum…
— like jets on a runway…
I took off…
— climbing higher…
— and higher…
The incline at times seemed straight up…
— I could actually feel myself getting tired…
But I kept on—
— never thought of giving up…
— never worried…
— never stopping…
— never slowing to catch my breath…
I’ve never had a better feeling in my life…
— awake or asleep…
— I felt so alive…
— so happy…
— it was unreal…
So determined —
— no one and nothing could stop me…
— nothing was impossible…
It was the greatest feeling ever…
I carried it with me all day after waking…
Mountains mean nothing…
And soon I will rest…
— on the summit…
— where she waits too…
Take her hand…
— be her man…
I climb for that moment…
— a deep kiss…
— a life…
— that quiets the world below
Little by little… day by day…
Habakkuk 3:19
“The Lord God is my strength…
and He will make my feet like deer’s feet… and He will make me walk upon my high places…”© 2026 Bryan H. All Rights Reserved.
Heart of Loia `'.,°~ 