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!
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