Hopes and Dreams - another Mirages of Hope poem

Sometimes I stop,

ponder,
wonder,

what were my hopes and dreams?

When did I start living and worrying,
day-to-day,
day-in-and-day-out,
forgetting about the grandiose plans,
what I wanted to be?

Now I want to remember, but can't.

Somehow my mind is blocked,
me blocking me,
the soul of the soul,
captive to lesser me thoughts,
groveling at the bottom of the barrel,
wondering when it will all change.
Thinking small.

But,

God does have plans for me.

What are they, when will they be apparent to me?
Where does my heart have to go to find out ?

More journey?

Enjoying more of my now,
so I can be given different or more?

Perhaps,

Can I quicken it somehow?

Perhaps,

It is time to give up my will,
surrender to the unknown,
mirages of hope,
that turn into waterfalls of knowledge,
that will develop into faith.

It is time.
 
RDC
8/6/2010

There is no God for me you said

There is no God for me you said
Dark stone eyes, gaze straight ahead


Abandoned me at time of need,
One set footprints, size of me


No one helps carry load
Weary, mad, at end of road

They say to pray
Kneel , bow head

Mirage of hope
Light flickers, then dead


My heart tried change
Did no good

Saw no answer
Said I should

I cannot sleep,
Toss and turn

Close friend asks,
When will I learn

God loves me, my soul created
No matter what, He has waited


Till son below turns eyes above
Toward Father of infinite love

And proclaims within, there is a God
Stone eyes change, hand on the rod

Ups and downs, through and around
Life journey, eternal round

Change heart now, feel the joy,
Father in heaven loves his boy

Fight Him, mock Him
Deep despair

Embrace Him, follow Him
Eternal care
 
God loves his boy.

RDC
8/1/2010