I miss it…

21 Jun

I miss the me who dared to say “I dream dreams, but even if they don’t come true, I would be better off for having dreamt them”.

Looking back at the dreams that I have dreamt, some came true.
Some didn’t.

But I am better off for having dared to dream them.

So why can’t I dream now?

Why is there only emptiness?

How long has it been like this, Father?

They used to dance in my mind… I could almost see them floating there, calling to me, elusive songs that I always strained to hear, but only rarely ever captured…but when I did manage to catch them, often, they would stun me with their beauty.

At that time, when letting go…did I somehow let go of too much?

I don’t think so though.

You told me to let go of everything.

I’ll trust You now. I’ll hold on to Your Word, Your promises and of course, to You – because I’ve learnt that clinging on to anything else will only lead to it crumbling to dust between my fingers.

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Peter Galen Massey

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