My prayer

Listen to my dreams and I'll make yours come true, of us.
   Let me learn your kind as you learn mine; this way I'll know how to be there when you need me, we as one.
       To be continued by time and in time.
   Again I have dreams and hear the past awakening to a vision tho cloudy could be true.
    I, tested and found wanting, must rise up upon the broken dreams of the past and harden myself to the tasks at hand. From deep within the folds that brings the beat of life.
    To know the joy and pain to hold that peace amongst the chaos; are forgotten prayers being answered or is the trap now set..