A Dream of Companionship

In light of all knowledge, I have a dream I would like to share and it is with honor that I share it with you.

In the wind, I have found a breeze to fall back on and it goes like the
fallen apple of the tree of my desire.  I am lost without it and it
would fall back upon the light of my shadow as the thought of remorse
disappears from my grace.  I am back upon the horse of my light and the
issue of my remorse upon the glazing vision of my nightmare is over.  I
have overcome my agony and in defeat of all that is in me, I have found
my vision of life.  I have found Allah and in that story, I have
understood that Christ is with me and in the vision of Mary I have seen
the Angel Gabriel come to me at the direction of the Captain of all
Angels Michael.  It is with delusion that I enter this paradise and to
fall upon the grace and glazing past time that is the beauty of flowers
as I enter the paradise of my dreams.  O blessed Muhammad, be the
Prophet of my dreams and fantasize with me the delusion of my night and
feed me petals of roses to delude my senses with fantasies of derision
of all that is right with this world.  I am in the night of my sky and
the midnight blue cries in the light of the wolf that is mine.  I howl
at the concept of depth and the steam that rises from the cooked weight
of my burden is no more.  I am fire and in that cold, I find the ice
mist rising upon the flowers of my discontent and the rest is no more. 
This is a story of belief of addiction and the power and strength of the
conclusion that is Allah and the beauty of the Mystics that helped me
overcome my prowess in deciding that I was no longer a slave to the
power of material things.  I have overcome my powerlessness and decided
that the illusion of belief is stronger than all else combined when the
power of the All Beautiful One under the Supreme Sense of Being is
generated in me to sense all that is in my course of action.  It is a
dream of superiority and the generosity of belief to find the essence
and the courage to battle with demons and to win in their right to
torture you to the belief that there were only your demons to battle and
that the only thing to fear was the ineptitude that you had for
yourself.  It is with this story that I find the dream a story and the
story of a lifetime is about to take shape as I find my glory in the
fight that is the story of a dream of a lifetime with the love of my
life soon.  Be it upon my glory to find you, my love.