Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Perception

Once upon a broken dream
Same story it would seem
Days of grey and hollow
No Future to even follow
When all seemed but a loss
Appeared before me a Cross
Hard stone melted to flesh
Strength was renewed afresh
Hope alive and came to boil
A power Sin couldn’t spoil
Life so heavy, I’m weak
Yet, blessed are the meek
Broken dream not broke
That moment I awoke
Alive and aware to my sin
N’ver to dream broken again