Since "I have a dream" is a good thought for this weekend in particular...

A friend asked for an opening prayer or thought for an interfaith dream group, and this is the "Jew-ish" thing I came up with:

Climbing steps into the heights,
staring into the depths of a simple flame,
grappling with our inner selves
by the side of a murmuring stream,
Listening for faint whispers
of half-remembered voices.

We encounter the sacred,
moments of import,
in fleeting everyday glimpses
that make their way into
signposts on all our journeys.

Our ancestors heard the divine.
We pull threads and catch glimpses of mystery.
Our travels demand hearing.
We listen with our hearts and minds,
and dive in to find deeper meaning.