From a dream

Expels from Treason, which the hatred burns.
Lost in the wilderness of chaos.
But trapped by divine light and truth.
Where to go from here.
The certain is uncertain.
The future is a haze of deep foggy deceptions.
I watch and see.
I wait and see.
There is no haste.
Time will prevail.
May 12/14

I woke up from a dream and wrote this.