Appearance and reality are two very different things. Many are deceived and carried away by the former, spend time chasing shadows when the real thing is waiting on them to come to their senses. Don't be carried away, read between the lines, see through the deceit, test spirits, evaluate people, think through situations, ask for divine guidance.
There are hurdles everywhere to limit your progress, snags to confine you, disappointments to discourage you, and people that turn their backs on you. In spite of all of this, keep breathing. Don't give in, don't kill yourself, don't deviate; there is always a way out, and it comes in due time.
At the time I wrote this I was grappling with the complex subjects of life and death, uncertainty and unpredictability, and concern for what the future holds. It was a difficult time that eventually led to the discovery of infallible truths. One of which is that there is no need to worry about what is beyond your control and instead take advantage of the here and now; and also to develop a sense of hope for better tomorrows until tomorrow doesn't come.
If there is anything special to preserve, worthy to protect, and deserving to nurture, it should be your dreams. Never give up on them. And as you live each day sow a seed that will gradually lead to a bountiful harvest of those dreams. Your dreams are counting on you.
I died when I chose to receive the one true God and found life in him at the same time. You could call it a paradox but it is indeed a gift, a privilege, a beautiful thing; when I look back at my life before this transition I can confidently say I made the right decision.
This is the first poem I wrote in its original form. I remember being challenged then by my (or our) literature teacher in class to write, to express ourselves with poetry, to not just read what other people wrote but write what others will read. That was a turning point in my life. With each poem I wrote I saw myself getting better, not just as a poet but as a writer. And it keeps getting better...
It's a beautiful thing to wake up every morning to face new challenges and overcome, it is even more beautiful to wake up with your dreams to give you something to look forward to - a purpose, a drive, a meaning. Wake up and let your dreams lead you.
When what you wish for, pray for, don't show up there is a tendency to be thrown into a state of confusion - wondering if it's even worth it to dream again, to aspire for greatness. That's the state this poet persona finds himself. Will he dream again? Well, that's a question only him can answer (will forward when I meet with him again). Anyway, don't give up on your dreams; that they haven't been realized yet doesn't mean it's too late. Just keep working.