Dreaming of A Day

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I am thriving,
not just surviving.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I feel fulfilled
instead of empty and depleted.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I know of my power
and act with a sense of purpose.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which joy fills my heart
more often than despair.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I remember God's eternal love
more often than my heartache.

I hope one day I'll watch the birds
and learn to fly.
I hope one day I'll watch the river
and learn to flow.
I hope one day I'll feel the wind
and learn to breathe.
I hope one day I'll feel the rain
and learn it's ok to weep.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I see my path
as sacred and divine.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I see all of the courage and strength
embedded in the threads of my war-torn heart.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I know myself to be sane
and not driven mad by the scope of my pain.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I feel safe and secure
and happy to be me.

I'm dreaming of a day
in which I feel free
and not trapped in this life
that has felt meaningless to me.