Crashed Dreams

         Crashed Dreams

The sun rises, a new day begins
And the cold dead night fades to the dawn
Yesterday’s dreams we thought were sublime
Have crashed, faded, and now they are gone

Our dreams of youth were vibrant and strong
Grandiose in their dimensions
Soaring above the earthbound crowd
Without any condescension

But our dreams of youth were not always
They burned out in the rush of life
Gone now like the passing seasons
In our youth they were our sacrifice

And thinking they were the only dreams
We descended to the pit of woe
And muddled around for a season
Wand’ring in the mire to and fro

Then a spark descended from above
Lighting our pit as it floated down
Showing there was nothing to hold us
For behold, our pit could not be found.