All Will Be Well







I dreamed I found a baby floating
In the ocean to the west
He was enclosed in a large oyster
That floated in to shore to rest

A voice told me to pry it open
The shell that drifted at my feet
So I set it on a boulder
To give the shell a solid seat

Then I took a piece of driftwood
I poked and pried the stubborn shell
And when I wanted to give up
The voice said ‘try, all will be well’

So I tried just one more time
To open up the large hard back
Suddenly it sprang wide open
And I covered up my mouth in shock

For there inside there slept a baby
Newly born and smelling sweet
I couldn’t see why this strange dream
Had placed a baby at my feet

But I was happy, oh so happy
With this rare gift God gave to me
A beautiful, live, lovely baby
Drifting gently on the sea

I dreamed I took the baby home
We lived contented all our days
In our little seaside shanty
Sharing all the ocean’s ways

You never know what He has hidden
Just out of sight, or out of touch
He always knows just what to give us
He always knows what means so much



Copyright 2001 Alice C. Bateman
Used with express permission of the author.