what is it like when a dream dies?
when the brightening of hope is crushed by
the darkness of failure?
it sounds like the crumpling of paper
ripped from its book, balled, thrown.
it rustles as it settles in with the other rubbish.
it is like a glass that falls to the ground
pieces scattering, irregular and cutting
unrecognizable.
it is tears streaming down cheeks,
fists balled in despair,
head bowed in acceptance.
it is the the hand of God, His voice
saying: "Though you fall,
you will not be utterly cast down."
Don't know exactly what's going on, but praying for you...
ReplyDeletealso..."dream deferred" might also apply?
ReplyDeleteLove you!
thanks so much for your thoughts... i am just learning that often the dreams i have held on to for years aren't exactly the ones God is dreaming for me-- and that's not always a bad thing. it can just be a hard realization-- but i know His plan is the best one! :)
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