Crystal Ball

My heart has dreamed through eyes of youth the living for which I longed Yet the journey weaved another truth And found me singing a foreign song Upon the hills and heading down the path marked out for me I find myself with another go round Yet the song of my dreams Lies barren of sound There's a loss that cuts by jagged edge Like dreams of a child at pregnancies end Then the cradle lies empty instead It's for longing this real my heart contends for a dream resurrected from the dead Two paths that promise more than plenty each incomplete to meet the need The glass half full the other half empty as time compels me to concede for life and love are never guaranteed Yet I stand here frozen unable to choose between half of a dream with each of you For fear my song will never be sung and to my own heart be untrue If only I had a crystal ball to tell me what to do!