Dreaming daily, in and out, just like breathing, only it's a bigger clout.
Learning daily to adjust, to this race so many call Love.
It strikes one and then another, only problem is it never seems to be for
He loves her and she loves another, and the other loves no other.
On and on it goes without merit, each one repeating their love like a parrot.
Hearts are breaking, striving forward, knowing this "love" has become a
Wanting to move ahead, but to see others only reminds the heart of its place.
To risk it all and blurt it out, would be risking irreparable harm.
But not to do so will be a self-inflicted rending of one's own heart.
Tossing, turning, day and night, wondering if there's an easier plight.
Why love one and not another? Why is it different from one to the other?
Trying to press the other way, one inflection of a voice causes me to stay.
Hopeless romantic or a fool of faith?
It there really a difference in this dying day?
To be a romantic is to appear a fool, but to trust in faith is to use a
Higher Tool. Trusting what is not seen ahead, banking on what the heart feels
Not believing what is seen, but putting all I know and to believe.
To live by my senses is to be a fool, but to trust my heart and my Father's
word is to be the ingenious fool.
Recognizing my own human frailty, is to acquiesce to the wisdom of the
Faith and doubt riding side by side, neither one really ever gaining the
Faith begins to show me the prospect, and the doubt begins to show me I'm a
Seeing the negative and positive qualities.
Sometimes the negative shows more than the positive, yet hope and faith keep
showing me the potential and power of the Omnipotent One.
So as my eyes witness, and my ears perceive, then my heart and soul turn to
To view beyond what is placed in front of me.
To hear above what is said to me, to believe beyond what is possible.
To know that all things are possible through Christ.
No one is hopeless and hope is what liberates us all.
It's the believing in what is not seen and knowing all will be as it has been
decreed to be.
Just seeing beyond what is presented in front of us.
Seeking beyond the mortal human flesh before our eyes.
Cherishing the heart and soul of each one as God recognizes them.
Knowing that what He's done with me, He most certainly can do with others.
For miracles beget miracles.