River of Dreams

The journey began at the river of dreams
A wooded path with twists and turns
Alongside water seeming still
That hides a depth of swirling pools
The challenge clear and calling out
To walk ahead and not look back
Trudging through the muck and mire
Traversing long and slogging tides
Pursuing dreams now long asleep
Dare to go where not before
To chase a dream of wholeness still

Crossing now the river is fed
By streams of tears flowing past
Lost dreams supply the water flow
A rushing roar with quickened beat
Carries you on and sweeps you over
A rushing fall amid the stream
Not quite a song that all can know
But music it is to those who hear
The pounding beat then soon becomes
The ebb and flow of gentle waves
Whose wake subsides and moves along
Leaving calm and peaceful tides

Only those who travel will ever know
The wonders the river can bestow
Breathtaking sights that humble a soul
Knowing for sure you’re not in control
Wandering deep and twisting for miles
Searching to find the river’s end
It doesn’t end, instead it leads
Next bend, next challenge
New heights and depths
The river becomes...
...an ocean of dreams