Dreams Restored Poem by Danny Speicher

'What's the use', I said to myself, once, as I sat under a tree, alone
For there were many problems I faced and sins which needed to be atoned
So, sat there, I, with clouded emotions and a sad look upon my face
Never wanting to lift my head, instead, sit there, alone, in my disgrace

Fear... What a horrible thing when it paralyzes youth seeking their dreams
If only they would look beyond reality... It isn't all it seems
But, pressures come and slowly crush that vision and curse the hope deep within
Until all that remain are shells of dreamers and thoughts of what might have been

Take heart! All who have lost your way, for those aspirations can be restored
Not just restored, brothers and sisters... No, they can be deeper than before
On the wings of passion and with the strength of experience these take flight
In stark contrast they blaze on, bright and beautiful, against the cold, dark night

In those moments, lived on for as long as you'll carry the torch, you then see
Fear you had wasn't of failure, but fear of what you might be called to be
But, fear not, at that time, for it is then that you'll feel His hand holding yours
He'll never leave you nor forsake you, even if you go to distant shores

And, I pray that you, being rooted and established as His true beloved
May have power to grasp how wide, how long, how high and how deep is His love
That you may know that this irrational love surpasses the knowledge of man
May you be filled to all the fullness of God, as you on truth, solid, stand


(September 28th,2007)