A lit match here, another there
Until the fire stood tall ablaze
Up in smoke, the dream seemed dead
Hope…lost amidst a saddened gaze
Smoldering ashes and ruins left behind
Mourning marking the passing days
One last look back revealed a spark
Enough to fan a flame
A new and different dream discovered
Unexpected and unwelcome it came
Until she realized the first hadn’t died
But been refined and given a new name
Oh wow! This gave me CHILL BUMPS. Speaks so perfectly to waiting on Him. Thank you so much for sharing the link!
I love this!
Thanks, Megan. I read your post after I published this, and needless to say, had a take-my-breath-away moment.
Thank you!