Once in my sleep, I dreamed.
Of a life of perfection, or so it seemed.
A life so planned, with every detail.
That had life catching me if I fell.
It’s funny how these things work,
How dreams haunt you, forever they lurk.
College degrees, big house, and nice cars,
Lead to mortgages, debt, loans, and happiness afar.
Once upon a time, I thought.
Maybe I could be more than even what I sought.
I challenged myself with an education,
Only to find that it’s not always possible, even with determination.
Sometimes I wonder, my dear Lord,
Didn’t You give me these dreams to be more?
Or is this all a shadow of my ego?
A figment of mind, brought on by thoughts of long ago.
If it’s just me, and I’m not meant,
To be this person I want, and all my life spent.
Just let me know Your will,
I will wait for it, O’Lord, in the still.
Vanessa K. Eccles