The Dream

I met a dream one day.
It told me of the way
To perfect happiness.
It told me of the glory
That would become my story -
A future full of bliss.

I fell in love that day
With all it had to say.
My future looked so bright.
I gave my all to follow
What could be mine tomorrow.
I chased it day and night.

But then there came a day,
I felt I'd lost my way.
Where was this happiness?
I ran faster and faster,
But soon I sensed disaster -
A hole of emptiness.

I saw my dream one day.
It took my life away.
It wasn't what it seemed.
I thought it'd make me something,
But all my work meant nothing.
I broke up with my dream.

I met a man one day.
He said He was the way.
But how could this be bliss?
If I would give Him glory,
Then He would change my story
To one of happiness.

His love showed me the way.
He swept me up that day.
By grace I was redeemed.
I gave my all to follow,
Not caring for tomorrow.
The love became my dream.