Dreams

Dreams are fickle little things to carry around

Yet weigh so much if not achieved

Hopes dwindle and doubts betray

All because they cannot receive joy or keep believing

They second guess everything

Should they do this or maybe even that

Which never gives a true answer

But yet they try to listen

They need fulfillment and no empty spaces to call home

Always wondering and expectantly waiting

Searching for the path that will finally

Bring them home to their destiny

Sweet dreams, happy dreams

Always complete with time

Bringing the heart to the full knowledge

That God has the answers and always always knows the way.

The Course of Time

Over the course of time

Some dreams do come true

Life delivers them like a newborn child

Soft, sweet, full of promise

Sheltered in the heart until birth

Waiting, hoping, learning

While watching for the signs

The pains of new life emerging

Stretching our mortal faith

Belonging, knowing, accepting

Fulfillment of the truth

Strengthened by the knowledge

that each moment, each hour, each day

Will bring forth this amazing promise

Which I will call: Miracle

 

 

 

Veil of the Unknown

Shadows of light dance

Just out of view

Straining to see the future

But hindered by the past

What do I expect to see

Beyond this veil of the unknown?

Will I see loss with it’s devastating cries?

Maybe joy at finding love

That was lost long ago

Reaching out into this fog

Memories searching, seeking

But to no avail

Invisible thoughts can’t be held tight

Like a ribbon on a pretty package

The unknown contents beckon

Beyond this veil of time

Maybe it’s better not to know

For only God has the plan

His mysteries are for Him

To unfold, to show, and to give

The light of eternity calls the soul

To come, to explore, to ride

The waves of forever

To not be afraid of grace

As softness caresses the air

Sweet surrender is calling

Just beyond this veil of the unknown.

When the Dream Was New

There is a sadness creeping in

Thoughts of long ago

When the dream was new

Are fading like the horizon

In the rear view mirror

Leaving just memories of what was

Forcing the now to witness

This letting go

Hearts turning every which way

Because they’re lost in this maze of regret

For what time has stolen.

 

Things of Importance

Things of importance in my invisible realm

Are just a thought away

A cup of coffee with a friend will fill the void

Sitting on my porch watching my roses grow

Planning my garden so it can bloom so pretty

Reality tries to break through but not yet

It doesn’t make things better

My dream world is my comfort for now

Waiting for someone to come by

But they are to busy and don’t have the time

They drive by so close and yet

There are no thoughts of stopping

It’s lonely in this moment of time because

I ,too, have to get busy

Oh well! Maybe tomorrow

Time is the one who dances my life away now.

 

My Box of Dreams

I unpacked my box of dreams today. I guess to be a beauty queen was never meant to be. I didn’t get to go on that honeymoon in Hawaii. I didn’t succeed at any career. I never built that log cabin. I never was quite good enough to be cool. I never got to be the favorite kid. Seems like I was always the one who was made fun of and never quite measured up. But in the grand scheme of life I do belong. I am who I would rather be than who others think I am. I am just me and that’s okay.

Lost in the Shadows

Lost in the shadows of time

Beyond all care

Moments becoming only memories

Of broken dreams

Fragments of lost days and nights

Lifting up the remnants of many yesterdays

Finding only empty places left unfilled

Dots and dashes of no more

Seeking what never was to be.

Waiting

FBO 11/14/19

Not long ago in a faraway land

I call my mind

I had dreams and promises in place

Then life shook them to the ground

Like overripe fruit

Now they lay beyond time and space

Not knowing if they will survive the fall

How did I get to this place of always waiting?

Why must I wait, and wait, and wait?

Will I have to search beneath the leaves of Autumn

For seeds of faith to believe again before winter’s chill

How will I know when the wait is over?

Will bells chime and whistles blow

In acknowledgement of it’s end?

Can the clouds of doubt be blown away

By simply believing I can survive the storm?

No answers are forthcoming

No phone calls or texts that will give me hope

My heart is programed to expect less

So it won’t hurt anymore

But still it waits, and waits, and waits

Maybe in the morning I’ll know

So I’m waiting for the answers

That will shore up the dreams.

Shattered Dreams

My mind says to let you go

But my heart says absolutely no

I walk around in turmoil and grief

Lost in sadness and such disbelief

I only want what is best for you

But I don’t know what else to do

If only I could make some plans

Put my life in God’s perfect hands

But I’m so afraid you would be lost

And I am not willing to pay the cost

So I wander down this lonesome trail

To give up means that I might fail

To have the life I want with you

I still care so much that is true

For time is not always as it seems

In my world of shattered dreams

 

A Faraway Land

I dream of a faraway beautiful land

A place that is majestic and grand

With gates of pearls and jasper stone

I dream of a mansion that is all my own

With airy rooms so light and free

Surrounded by a brillant crystal sea

I dream of my Savior’s beautiful face

Who will come and take me to this holy place

For He has promised and will keep His Word

I dream of His white horse and flaming sword

The angels singing harmony across the skies

As He removes the evil with its tormented cries

I dream of going to my eternal place in glory

For I believed the Bible’s old, old story

Now I dream that all will heed the warning

And get right with God before the morning

He will split the Eastern sky with lightning bright

It will not be a dream visiting you in the night

I invite you to go with me to that beautiful faraway land.

 

 

 

 

 

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