I have left the Golgotha,
I have left behind something unneeded.
as i find myself along the shore of this lake,
This shore of sparkling sands.
This shore kissed by the calm dark waters.
The sea of shattered dreams.
she beckons with her reflective surface.
It is here along her shores,
I realize this is no place of sadness and despair,
yet, a place of hope and renewal.
as one dream breaks and shatters,
It rains its pieces down on her waters
creating motion and waves.
melding with the new and old ideas,
New dreams arise in her mists
whispering hope and purpose.
for without broken dreams
new dreams can never be.
i stand here watching as old dreams shatter and fall,
as new brighter dreams arise from the mists.
I am strengthened and filled with hope
as my dreams and purpose are reborn anew.
in this place, i linger a while longer
listening to her soft whispers.
then i move on my heart filled and content.