Dream

When I was just a little boy,

eyes wide with wonder, love, and joy,

I sat up in my perch in Papa's tree.

I saw the world with no disdain,

knew none but bliss,

sheltered from pain,

I laughed and dreamt of whom I would be,

I had a dream.

I found my peace in mountain trails,

the wisdom of the world unveiled,

in the silence, stillness, calm.

I found me.

To and fro my world would turn,

I walked and as I did I learned,

More and more of who I would be.

I had a dream.

Once I had walked I wanted to run,

to God I turned and to his Son,

Running hard into their arms, into me.

I know not much more now, today,

of whom I will be,

yet I know my name,

I feel the call I want to fly, to be free.

I had a dream.

But as I taste my world of bliss,

poison threatens at my lips,

but I know now exactly how to lead.

the life I lead.

I've learned to fly I must first trust,

not on myself, but in God I dost,

My future is in your hands,

and Lord I know you know that

I had a dream.

So now my feelings juxtaposed,

pre-med or law, and other woes,

I fear and fear of whom I will be.

I want to be the man I saw,

those years ago,

without a flaw,

a man of the Lord, ultimately.

I had a dream.

I've lived it full and lived it well,

so many stories I tell their tale,

Of how and when I reached

my dream.