I dream a dream (Narrative Poem)

I dream a dream

I dream a dream
Of what will I be
Alone in this bivouac
Is just the ceiling and me

I was filled by the light
Of the sun flaring my desire
Flashing through my heart
From the firmament above
Are years I ventured
My morrow, Oh bright!

Anon, I stumble
I stand like a strand
For I've smelled the fragrance
Of success beforehand

Woven in the threads of teaching
Bounded by the nylon of faith
Catenated by cobwebs of learning
Is I who dream a dream
Of leading the nation
On the same light I received.