Gods dreams

Do gods sleep after shaping their creations,
Having wept over the fields of dreams?
Do gods dream when they sleep,
Restless lest their dreams take form?
Do gods waken after instants or eternities,
Bolt upright terror lest they fade
From lost faith?

I’ve been sitting on this thread/theme for some time – years actually.  Fear of ridicule I guess. The distance between what we believe and what is seems so vast could even (a) god fill it? There is a hidden space within me that connects with faith, but then again it could be just random synaptic noise. I’d welcome thoughts and comments on the poem or the position.