I Dreamed of the Snake

A short poem about a prophetic dream

The snakes were large and many around me they did slide
I attempted to control them; into a large bag I gathered and tied

They became quite angry and suddenly shrank in size
Then, from the bag they slithered out before my very eyes

Now, these little snakes, I gathered once again
There was a smaller bag that I place them in

As I picked them up, this time, one bit me on the hand
This snake doesn’t want to be controlled by God or man

After this I awoke from my prophetic dream
And waited for God’s reason for my dream to be seen

Today I read a passage in Genesis 49
The viper nipped the horse’s heels to make the rider fall behind

Is this the answer God revealed about my dream?
That even on the narrow road the devil can still be seen

He allows me to make progress then he slithers into sight
Trying to distract me from my journey to the light

I must be vigilant and toss him to the side
Remind him that he lost this prize when my savior died