dreams

dreams were a rumor;
an untrue fallacy;
a myth i wished i'd never heard of

but slowly the world turned,
creaking as it groaned;
bearing face of the wheel of fortune
cupped in someone's hand

soon it turned for the better,
switching dreams from
neglected parts of history
into significant signs of redemption

still there's war and strife,
attempts of harm and lies
from thieves filled with spite

but even they cannot touch
the beauty of reborn hope;
the beauty of the Lord

where i once yearned
to be loved and to run back
to the ones who threw me out,

i now turn my eyes and ears
far away from their sounds
that try to cut me down

i clung to childish dreams
of reuniting with that family;
the one where darkness abounds,

then suddenly let it go with out a tear
and watched it float away;
freeing them and myself

my God had mercy as He watched;
He made it slide back down
in better forms than before

now my dream has come true -
parents who love and guide me;
I get to see them grow!

I am lucky to have a part
in their redemption too;
as they relearned the values
of each other and of me!

dreams take time
and dish out grief and pain
but they eventually come true

in much better ways
than you ever thought could be;
the hand holding fortune's wheel
has been entrusted to me!